Fifty-nine:Mmmmm, Good

A blustery day like this begs for a comfort meal. There's none better than grilled cheese and tomato soup. Sure, we had to the Campbell's for the soup but from the herb garden came some fresh basil to give it a bit of well grown charm and sophistication. Now the sandwiches were another matter----American cheese? That's been debated on these pages before as I recall. Some people think only American cheese as that IS grilled cheese like no other. The way, I suppose, some people think about the right to bear arms, the designated hitter and the first Darren on Bewitched. All well and good to do what you want. I found some lush sourdough bread. Yes, white bread, come and get me Oprah, Dr. Oz, Bob Green and Dean Ornish, but don't even think about asking me for a bite. Next comes the olive oil slathered on the bread. Sizzle it fondly in the pan. Slice up some Brie, assemble it gently on the bread. Top with another slice of olive oil moistened sourdough. Flip, admire the browning and the smell that all Italians know as part of their breakfasts. Flip again to see the other side. Remove, plate up, cut down the middle and relish every bite because if you're not using the best things to enjoy something as simple and good as a meal, then what is the point?