She's making a panini.
Great.
That leaves me out.
I don't have a Panini Press.
I don't have anyplace in my kitchen to store a Panini Press.
I don't want to buy a Panini Press.
Great.
That leaves me out.
I don't have a Panini Press.
I don't have anyplace in my kitchen to store a Panini Press.
I don't want to buy a Panini Press.
Wait-just-one-cotton-pickin'-minute...
I know you must have a
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George Foreman Lean Mean Fat-Reducing Grilling Machine
Shoot, you probably got two or three of them for Christmas a few years back.
Okay, then.
Remember the other day when we made Chicken Fajitas? We didn't eat it all, which resulted in what we call in the culinary world as leftovers.
Oh, and a slice of cheese. I'm using Swiss.
Squish the lid down on the sandwich so it'll make those cute little grill marks. Wait until the bread is nice and brown and the cheese is oozing out of the middle.
You can really eat yours, if you'd like.