Thursday, October 11, 2012

At a certain point in the year, the body wants what the body wants: Bread. Cheese. Wine. Did I say bread? It doesn't have to be fancy. It's not for foodies, not Michelin-rated or listed anywhere.

But none of that matters, because it's perfect and it's decadent and it's the best thing you could ever eat. 

Grilled cheese sandwiches.

Whether you stuff them full of Gruyère and Beemster® and smash between the grills of a fancy panini press or you melt something fluorescent orange in a pan on the stove, there's nothing so satisfying. Paired with a piping bowl of tomato soup, this too can be a dinner party.

As the weather cools, crack a bottle of wine and cosy-up around the table with friends. No need to be fussy. Take a spending-break just as the most expensive part of the year ramps up (parties! presents! new outfits!) and keep it simple. When you're with friends, dinner doesn't have to be 5 courses, pressed linens, and best-behaviour. It can be the opposite of all that. And it can be wonderful.

Other Cheap Eats: Taco or Fajita night. Spaghetti and meat balls. Homemade pizza.

(Photo by me. Loose, impromptu styling by Ash Denton before we scarfed these mothers down.)

Falling Into Food (September 19, 2012)
From Scratch (January 31, 2012)
Chickening Out (March 7, 2012)

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