Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Day Eight: A Moment, In Great Detail


When I was a little girl, I was very close to my grandfather, Pop-Pop. I was the first grandchild, so he definitely spoiled me and we always did special things together. I'll never forget one rainy fall afternoon when he told me to go down to the basement and watch a cartoon while he got some work done. I couldn't have been older than six, and now that I think about it, I was probably just five years old. Anyway, the basement phone rang shortly after I started watching my show (I was allowed to answer the phone at that point). I picked it up and it was Pop-Pop, calling me from the office phone (which was super exciting/important when you're only five). He asked me what I wanted for lunch and I requested a grilled cheese (one of my favorites). Instead of just bringing me a grilled cheese on a paper plate, we had an elaborate indoor picnic. Pop-Pop made me my special sandwich on the griddle using the heavy cast-iron bacon press that made the cheese extra melty and gooey. Then he wrapped it up and packed it with juice boxes and chocolate chip cookies in an oversize basket. We even got to use special cloth napkins and he remembered to bring me a little packet of ketchup (to dip my sandwich in).

It was the best rainy day adventure ever and it obviously left a lasting impression! I still think back to it on dreary days like the ones we've been having here in New England. Nothing beats a good grilled cheese on a rainy afternoon.

3 comments:

Stephanie said...

Awww that is such a sweet story. I love grilled cheeses too...especially with ketchup!

tianevo said...

such a sweet story! i wish my memory was as good as yours.

do you watch glee? they had a grill cheejus (grilled cheese with a jesus face) on tonight.

birch815 said...

I don't have one memory of Pop Pop, but I do love me a grilled cheese with tomato soup... austin and I had mom stock the house with soup and all the stuff to make grilled cheese this past weekend.