Admittedly, it seems pretty preposterous to get excited about a sandwich famous for being on every kid's menu ever. Even more preposterous for an entire restaurant to be dedicated to it. But American Grill Cheese Kitchen is here, serving up a whole mess of grilled cheese sandwiches (and maybe some other stuff too), and it has me not the least bit embarrassed to admit I paid $10 for bread and cheese.
As you can see in the Pulitzer Prize worthy photograph above, it's pretty damn good. It oozes in all the right places; just soggy enough in the middle without sabotaging that burnt crunch on the bread. Plus, it leaves behind a nice big pile of grease that sends you into a wonderful downward spiral of self-loathing and regret.
[Normally this is the part of the post where I would lament over what was displaced by American Grilled Cheese Kitchen, but as anyone who ever gastronomically accosted by Cafe Gratitude can tell you, there is absolutely nothing lost here. Moving on.]
It's worth noting that this place is not without its faults. For example, your sandwich doesn't come with tatter tots, which is bullshit. Second, your sandwich comes with a complimentary clementine, which tastes absolutely nothing like tatter tots. And there were no juice boxes in sight.
However, they do serve beer, and they most certainly make a good grilled cheese sandwich. So do your lactose intolerant belly a disservice and head over to 20th and Harrison nowish.
(Oh, and for the growing Mission juggalo
community family, they're even serving up Faygo. woop woop!)