Behold, the surly grilled cheese sandwich truck.
I also can’t decide whether this is a good thing, or a bad thing. I’m certain, though, that now I want a grilled cheese sandwich.
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That is a Spirit Airlines ticket kiosk.
I believe this is an art student’s art piece, but I would hella buy grilled cheese from them!
Ryan air catering service.
This is absolute genius. It’s not real (yet, I hope he makes it). The twitter thread where he discusses this:
https://twitter.com/tinymediaempire/status/1136992675742269440
“its 1am, youre stumbling out of the bar or show. what do you want? do you want to wait outside some asinine truck for a $12 deconstructed grilled cheese with avacado relish that takes 20 goddamned minutes? or do you want 5 no bullshit grilled cheeses stacked in wax paper for $5?”
“you get a free grilled cheese if you give us a one star yelp review that says theres no tomato slices and we refuse to give change so you ended up with 20 grilled cheeses because you had just hit up the ATM.”
I read that thread yesterday, and I was enjoying it until I noticed that it was American cheese. I was even ready to put up with white bread, but I have my standards, low as they are.
I hate white bread and American cheese but I would totally buy a grilled cheese from that truck and eat it. Eat the grilled cheese I mean, not the truck.
That takes me straight to Grindlford Cafe, and it’s many signs instructing the customer, in particular “Do NOT ask for Mushrooms”.
It’s the long foretold Grilledcheesepocalypse. The end of capitalism and civilization as we know it. (And to think some nuts were worried about taco trucks on every corner.)
Who puts tomato slices on a grilled cheese sandwich?
Tomato slices and onions. But not from this guy.
There’s nothing like a good grilled cheese. I eat one for lunch practically every other day. Preferably with a small cup of tomato soup to dip it in. OH GODS, I’m turning into a little old man. Next thing you know I’ll be playing canasta or pinochle.
My consumption of grilled cheese actually went down when I could no longer get tomato Cup-a-Soup packets (with or without some added seasoning or dried onions). I could probably order another couple of boxes of them online, but have been too shiftless.
My ideal grilled cheese sandwich is one I worked out for myself: the open-faced grilled cheese. With skilled technique, it’s possible to flip the bread with the cheese on it (particularly after the heat has helped it bond), and with even more skilled technique, you can get the resulting slice of perfection off the griddle without it sticking or otherwise messing up.
Consume with tomato soup. Oh, yes. Tomato soup’s also good for mini-pan pizza, or meat pasty (aka Jamaican beef pie), or that fatty treat I reserve for once or twice per year, the Vienna sausage sandwich.
I do, If I’m feeling fancy. Or, if I’m a little extra hungry, a couple of slices of ham, bacon, or turkey breast too. Olives, jalapenos and/or banana peppers have found their way in on occasion as well.
Crap. Now I’m hungry and I don’t think I have any cheese. I’ll have to think of something after the NED/NZL game.
Catering for assholes.
If one adopts the posture on display, they ought to dump change and a long goddamn rant on the sill.
Okay, I’m going to be contrary one and say I think this guy is a self-righteous asshole.
Yeah, sure, “asinine truck for a $12 deconstructed grilled cheese with avacado relish” are annoying as hell, but the attitude that your “honest” appreciation for bulk white bread and processed american cheese is somehow more “honest” and “real” is every bit as arrogant and selfish.
“Who puts tomato slices on a grilled cheese sandwich?”
Why the fuck not? Tomatoes are delicious and complement the sharpness of cheddar cheese perfectly.
Well, actually, peak capitalism IS the demise of capitalism. Lenin said, “When we finally hang the last capitalist, they’ll be fighting over who sells us the rope.”
#12 @ Kip T.W.:
Oh god, flashback to grade school, where they’d occasionally serve us “pizza” which consisted of 3 half-tubes of Vienna sausages, with mustard and ketchup under a slice of American cheese, toasted on half a hamburger bun. I thought it was heaven. I had no taste buds as a child, I guess.
Vienna Sausages? I’ll admit to a six pack in my pantry, but IMHO those are best reserved for insert natural disaster here, the power’s been out for a week and you’ve already eaten all the granola bars, peanut butter, canned ham, tuna, trail mix, smoked herring and poptarts.
Now, that deviled ham in a tin, spread on some crackers, makes a good occasional late night snack after you’ve had a few beers.
Deviled Ham is another once-a-year sort of delicacy. Mixed with some mustard and relish, it’s great on crackers. Braunschweiger works the same way, and Potted Meat Food Product.
I can’t really now recall Deviled Ham, Vienna Sausages, or indeed almost any canned animal, but I can certainly recalled canned spray “cheese”, ‘merkin cheese, and canned olives. None fondly. All, in fact, with disgust, so disgusting they are reason to consider the “nuke from orbit” approach…
Apropos of even less, I don’t recall when I last had a grilled cheese sandwich. Nothing against them per se — and I’m one of those who likes them with onions and chilies… — although, having said that, I suppose sandwiches similar to Reuben count, in which case I have one every few weeks (a local shop does a decent selection). My own cheese-“grilling” tends towards things like a slab of Gorgonzola on a nice blue steak…
(I do have some canned Cassoulet and will occasionally get some canned Herring (even the smoked variety) or Sardines, but that is about it with me and cans nowadays.)
Never a fan of spray cheese, but for a brief while in the early 70s, there was squeeze cheese (or perhaps cheez), which had any good qualities spray cheese might have had, without the glaring defects of propellant, the stuff you never could get out of the can, and having to throw the can away afterward. It proved very handy on a bus trip from Colorado to South Dakota and then Chicago, along with a box of Ritz crackers and a big bag of peanut M&Ms.
At one point on the trip, I was in a bus station in Nebraska in the small hours of the morning, hungry and a bit cold, and discovered a vending machine that dispensed cans of Beanie Weenie… heated! Admittedly, the beans aren’t the greatest, and the hot dogs are worse, but at 2 am it was nectar from Heaven itself. (Subsequent religious experiences, in fact, have failed to live up to this one, and here I am.)
I remember preheated cans in vending machines. I haven’t seen one since the mid-80s. Maybe that was the peak of capitalism.
Oh, they probably found that they promoted cancer or something and discontinued them. Some silly reason.
I kindof sortf vaguely recall squeeze “cheese”, but not too clearly, which suggest it dissolved parts of brain.
In my own traveling adventures in that general time-frame, string cheese (or feta cheese), salami (or salami (or even salami)), and pita bread (or tortillas) were frequent companions. And I still rather like all, and now am feeling a bit peckish… (albeit these days there will be some tomatoes and/or pâté also — in fact, yesterday was an escargot pâté and sundried tomato on toast snack). Technically, that wouldn’t have been a true pâté (no(?) liver), but I cannot recall the proper term now (blame tonight’s vin!)…
Looks like a cheap but slow way of committing suicide.
It’s “$1 GRILLED CHEESE”!!
If you want a sandwich, go to a place that sells bread! 😝
WTF is a deconstructed grilled cheese sandwich ? a couple slices of cheese and two slices of bread with butter and maybe mayo on the side ? (don’t complain, some people like mayo on a GCS) I’m neither a snob nor a purist, to each their own. But as for me, I say, why complicate things. I’ve got a 5 and a 1 here . . . mmmm… 6 Grilled Cheese Sandwiches.
Braunschweiger? Now we’re talkin. Toss on some thinly sliced red onion and somewhat thicker sliced cucumber…
On rye, please.
Ragutis: So close, but I never warmed to cucumber that much (I used to pick them, and though I didn’t eat any for a couple of years after, I allowed them back into my diet, but they’re not a favorite), but otherwise that’s my basic sandwich of choice when I’m at a deli: liverwurst on rye with a 1/4″ thick onion slice and yellow mustard. Best with a bowl of the tortellini soup they make at the Celery Stalk in West Springfield, MA, but I get back there so seldom. If there was a street cart nearby that could furnish those, I’d be in real danger of losing the battle against my weight.