Love child

Everyone loves grilled cheese. Bread + butter + cheddar/Swiss/Gruyere/Gouda = hell yes. The only people who don't like grilled cheese are Communists, and that's a fact. Grilled cheese is fantastic as is, but it's even better when mixed with another fattening American classic: buffalo wings. A couple towns away from me is a fantastic restaurant called Buffalo Joe's and it has some of the best gd wings you will ever be fortunate enough to smear all over your face and clothing. The sauces range in spice from smoldering to fuck-this-was-a-bad-idea. Note: do not drink heavily after eating the really spicy ones, you will regret it. Anyway, Buff Joe's is a classic where my friends and I live and there's nothing most guys enjoy more than sitting down with a party platter of wings and 30 or so pitchers and proceeding to revolt most of the females in a 10-mile radius. They really are delicious. In any case, if Buff Joe's wings and the classic grilled cheese boned and birthed a love child, it would be this sandwich.

I found the recipe on Pinterest and didn't like it so I changed it. It called for vegetables in my mess of carbohydrates and meat. WRONG. This is really easy, and really  messy and really really really really really freakin' good. Because I didn't have any Buff Joe's sauce on hand (Do they sell it? Anyone? They should.) I used the Tabasco brand buffalo wing sauce. Pretty decent, with nice spice and a hint of smokiness. In any case, this magnificent love child sandwich is quality comfort food. For those still in school, eat it as a congratulatory meal for having finished the introductory paragraph of your final essay due Friday. For those out of school, eat it because fuck swimsuit season. For everyone else, just eat it.

Ingredients

• 1/4 cup cooked shredded chicken, warm
• 1 tablespoon hot sauce
• 1/2 tablespoon mayo 1 tablespoon green or red onion, sliced or diced
• 1 tablespoon blue cheese, room temperature, crumbled
• 1/4 cup cheddar cheese, room temperature, grated
• 1 tablespoon butter.

Directions

1. Mix the chicken, hot sauce, mayo and onion in a small bowl.
2. Butter the outside of each slice of bread, sprinkle half of the cheeses on the inside of one slice of bread, top with the buffalo chicken salad, the remaining cheese and finally the other slice of bread.
3. Heat a non-stick pan over medium heat.
4. Add the sandwich and grill until golden brown and the cheese has melted, about 2-4 minutes per side.

http://www.buffalojoesevanston.com/

On emotional eating

Anyone who knows me knows that I am a huge fan of the Chicago Bulls. I love Chicago sports (not baseball, so Cubs/Sox fans leave me alone) in general and I have high hopes for da Bears despite our lackluster draft, but I especially love basketball. So naturally I wore black in mourning for DRose's ACL and had high hopes and lofty status updates regarding tonight's game against the Philadelphia 76ers. Sadly, it was not to be and a myriad of questions are running through my mind including but not limited to:
Why was Scalabrine not starting?
How did we blow our comfortable halftime lead?
When did we get to be such sloppy players?
WHERE DID OUR MOMENTUM GO?
But most importantly, what can I emotional eat?

Then I remembered that I'm going to Boston to see Tommy this weekend so a solid cry-sesh with my besties Ben and Jerry was not an option. Luckily, my parents sent me a bomb care package and in it was a box of Kashi TLC granola bars: dark mocha almond. I figured it would be better than celery sticks.

Sadly, this granola bar is the highlight of my night. Only 6 grams of sugar, 6 grams of protein, a solid amount of mini chocolate chips and a great mocha flavor almost made me forget how depressed I am. There is no pain like NBA Championship pain.

So for the rest of you looking to emotional eat but not hate yourself for it afterwards, treat yourself to one of these. I'm going to go cry myself to sleep and dream of a game where Korver makes 3-point shots like he used to and no one makes idiot fouls.