Ask Yourself: Grilled Cheese or Quesadilla?
It’s 6 PM on a Wednesday. Everyone is tired and hungry and tempers are running hotter than a goat’s butt in a pepper patch. And yet here we are again at the seventh circle of weekday dinner time trying to decide which cheese-bread-butter combo will soothe the tiny beast currently tearing this family to pieces. And so I ask myself: Grilled cheese or quesadilla?