I know, I know, I said I was going to lay off the cheese but how could I when I found the best hidden gem in all of Toronto. The Grilled Cheese in Kensignton Market. Can you say genius?
After venue shopping with both sets of parents in order to find the perfect place to have our wedding, I decided I needed an indulgence. I had heard from various sources of a grilled cheese hut in Toronto's downtown Kensington Market. Up until Saturday afternoon, I only dreamed of such a place. To think, a restaurant dedicated solely to the delicious ooey gooey sandwich that has been a staple in my life since birth??? Was this too good to be true???
We parked my car along one of Kensignton's narrow side streets. Generally when I visit this area of the city I like to take my time to walk around, enjoy the oddities and smells of the market and stop in at all the little kiosks that align the streets. This time was different. Grilled cheese sandwiches were all I could think about. I was on a mission.
There it was as if illuminated by a ray of glowing cheese. I was standing in front of the allusive 'Grilled Cheese'. As I approached the menu board I was elated and overwhelmed by my choices. The Beast, Mushroom Madness, The Classic...too many choices...all very appealing.
My boyfriend ordered first: The Grilled Motzy- fresh mozzerlla, pesto, sun dried tomatoes and arugla. Since I often get what I like to call "food envy" I decided it was best to order the same. We took a seat at a picnic table outside and awaited the melted goodness that was to come.
The thick cut bread was toasted to perfection- nice and crispy! The cheese was perfectly melted and the arugula added a nice freshness to this otherwise fatty, greasy, glorious mess of a sandwich. I usually prefer tomato soup with my grilled cheese sandwich, but seeing as it was 1000 degrees outside, the waffle chips and crunchy pickle placed beside the sandwich was the perfect accompaniment.
I'm pretty sure I finished the contents of my basket in less than 2 minutes. It was everything I could have hoped for and more. The perfect grilled cheese sandwich.
That indulgence should tie me over for the next week or so...
... or not.
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Barbequing Is Not Just For Boys
This past weekend (yes, I know it's Thursday but this Fat Girl in a Little Coat has had a pretty hectic week!) my friends and I found ourselves sans significant others and decided to have a fabulous and long overdue girls weekend.
There is nothing better than spending quality time with the ladies in your life. In fact, it's necessary. Our girls weekend was spent eating (of course), laughing, sunning, reading gossip magazines and consuming plenty of sangria.
We had talked about going out for a dinner to one of those really popular, overly expensive and raved about tapas places. Instead, we decided to barbeque. Barbequing is not a foreign concept to me, however, if left on my own to use one, I would likely blow up the neighbourhood. Thus, I have always left grilling to the man in my life.
Side note: Last summer my friend and I tried to use a Hibachi to grill some vegetables. It took us over an hour to get the damn thing lit and when we finally did we were covered in soot and ash.
This weekend I concluded that girls can barbeque too. In fact, I think we do it better. We seasoned some veggies, seafood (which I obviously didn't consume) and meat and headed down to the cabana area of my friend's condo building for our grill fest (we also made an amazing summer salad- the recipe is at the end of the post). She barbequed everything perfectly and the meal was absolutely delicious. For the first time all weekend we were quiet- too busy enjoying our meals to say anything.
Later this week, I ventured into barbeque territory myself. I didn't let my boyfriend (fiancé...still not used to it) man the grill (pun intended). I flipped the turkey burgers and grilled the veggies and made an amazing barbeque dinner, mostly on my own. I still left turning on and off the barbeque to my boyfriend but I watched as he did it. Next time, I may even light the grill myself without worrying about being arrested for arson.
Grilled Watermelon and Feta Salad:
Ingredients:
- sliced watermelon
- crumbled feta cheese
- arugula
- olive oil
- balsamic vinegar or balsamic glaze (reduced vinegar)
- fresh basil or fresh mint leaves
Directions:
Cut Watermelon into big enough slices so that they won't fall through the barbeque grill. Grill slices for 2 minutes on each side and place on top of arugula. Drizzle with olive oil and vinegar and top with crumbled feta and basil or mint. Yum!
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Fat Girl in a Little White Dress
Hi followers!
I know I have been A.W.O.L. but it has been for good reason. My amazing boyfriend proposed to me last week- I'm engaged!!!
I couldn't be happier and am so excited to share my life with someone so wonderful.
On a food related note (because that's what I talk about), I thought I would share this with you: While my boyfriend, now fiancé (I hate that word and will likely never get used to it), was down on one knee proposing, I had my hand on a brick of Amsterdam Gouda.
I love cheese, so I find it completely appropriate that I was holding its hand during one of the most memorable moments in my life. Don't you?
That all being said, it's time to keep the fat girl inside me under control and kick my healthy lifestyle into high gear. I put on a white dress in just over a year and I want to look my best. I pledge to put down the cheese (which I eventually did after I realized that I was being proposed to) and pick up some healthier alternatives.
Stay tuned for health inspired recipes and a tad fewer indulgences.
Bye bye poutine....for now...
I know I have been A.W.O.L. but it has been for good reason. My amazing boyfriend proposed to me last week- I'm engaged!!!
I couldn't be happier and am so excited to share my life with someone so wonderful.
On a food related note (because that's what I talk about), I thought I would share this with you: While my boyfriend, now fiancé (I hate that word and will likely never get used to it), was down on one knee proposing, I had my hand on a brick of Amsterdam Gouda.
I love cheese, so I find it completely appropriate that I was holding its hand during one of the most memorable moments in my life. Don't you?
That all being said, it's time to keep the fat girl inside me under control and kick my healthy lifestyle into high gear. I put on a white dress in just over a year and I want to look my best. I pledge to put down the cheese (which I eventually did after I realized that I was being proposed to) and pick up some healthier alternatives.
Stay tuned for health inspired recipes and a tad fewer indulgences.
Bye bye poutine....for now...
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