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Cheese and bread are fine, but who wants to be that kid silently munching on a plain cheese sandwich, when you could be joyfully munching on a grilled cheese sandwich? How is it that a hot griddle can take a mundane cheese sandwich to an unimaginable level of awesomeness? Put that griddle on wheels, and add some unexpected ingredients to that cheese sandwich, and you get The Grilled Cheese Truck: a mobile gift from the heavens serving up cheesy melty wonders to the lucky citizens of LA. And I waited oh so long to be one of those lucky citizens.

Every week when I checked the food truck schedule, my heart would drop just a bit when I didn’t see The Grilled Cheese Truck listed. I get very excited to try the other trucks too, but I’ve been anticipating this truck ever since I heard that this genius creation existed. I mean, they put macaroni and cheese in one of their melts. Macaroni and cheese. Who does that?! These guys do. When the stars finally aligned for me to go this week, I could hardly handle myself. I was telling everyone about it. “Hey guys! I’m going to The Grilled Cheese Truck!” One would think I was going to Disneyland, except I’m not huge on Disneyland because large crowds make me edgy and the characters are creepy, so this was better. The truck did have a long line, but it was worth it. So worth it.

While I was tempted to get their signature macaroni and cheese sandwich, I ultimately chose the Brie Melt: double cream brie, sliced pears, honey, and fresh thyme on cranberry walnut bread. Doesn’t that sound so fancy? They were actually out of pears, so I swapped in apples, which I just assume do anyway. Oh yeah, and I got one of their dipping sauces on the side. Bacon aioli, to be exact, because…well do I really need to justify bacon?

At last, after much anticipation, I had in my possession a little foil pouch, and in that pouch contained my spoils. I took my seat in the grass under my tree, and unwrapped my melt with utmost care. Then I popped the top of my bacon aioli, and almost didn’t even wait to take a picture. But for your sake, I did.

And then, the moment of truth.

Splendid. Toasty, buttery bread dotted with cranberries and walnuts, filled with creamy brie, crisp apples, a drizzle of honey, and a sprinkling of thyme. A perfect execution of sweet, salty, creamy, and crunchy, all at the same time, which as you may know, is my ideal state of food. Let us not forget the sauce! Move over tomato soup, because I’ve found grilled cheese’s new bff. Its name is bacon. While the sandwich is a thing of beauty on its own, a dip in the bacon aioli was a perfect accessory and added yet another layer of flavor, if that is even thinkable.

So I guess you could say that it was a success. A great success. My only regret was that it was all over far too soon. But when the truck comes back to my neighborhood, I will be there, waiting with open arms.

And here’s your song. This girl has been blowing up my iPod all week. Love love love.