Grilled Cheese

By  Maria Cannon “Oh my god, what is that smell? Did someone die?”   “It’s just the Parmesan burning a little, Bill. There’s no need to be cruel,” snapped Louise.   The smell of melting butter filled the tiny kitchen. Winston, the dachshund, snored loudly by the door.   “Grilled cheese again? I want Gruyere … Continue reading Grilled Cheese