Grilled Cheese Please!

Growing up you are raised on certain foods and certain ways that they are prepared. For instance, my brother-in-law was raised putting baked beans on his tacos which I add is amazing, I will never eat tacos without them (if I can manage). Since moving to New York I have been cravin' my grilled cheese sandwiches. I am not sure if this is a Depew thing or a Scoville thing but I was raised with my grilled cheese sandwhichs consisting of bread and cheese whiz from a jar, not from the can, eww gross! The jars here are so expensive and so small so I have yet to buy a jar, but don da da don, my roommate Russell came back from Utah on Tuesday and voila, he came with a jar of cheesewhiz. About midnight last night I couldn't resist the cravin' and I knew I had to have Chelseanne experience one, she was a bit skeptical, but as you will see, I think I have peeked her interest and maybe she will convert. There is nothing like gooey cheesewhiz oozing between some bread and melting in your mouth, D-E-L-I-C-I-O-U-S!!!