2 peices of oak Bread
2 slices of PepperJack cheese
1 slice of butter
Spread butter on both peices of bread
make sure you you cook till brown
I
awake early on a breezy Saturday morning; even though I am in side I can smell
the dew of the early morning. Then it hits me; the wondrous smell like no other
of Oak Bread. I unplugged my phone from my charger and run down the hall into
the kitchen. I hear the song “Blurred Lines” coming from my mom’s Jawbone.
“What’s the occasion?” I ask.
“Nothing really” she says with a wink.
I shrug it off and sit down at my table. I plug in my headphones and open Netflix so I can get in a few episodes of “The Walking Dead”. I get to watch 2 or 3 episodes when see my mom says;
“It’s ready!” my mom says over the music
I immediately jump from my seat and run to my mom. With me “canny” and all, I slip on a towel that fell of the counter. You hear the SMACK echo throughout the house. My mom is rolling on the floor laughing. I eventually start to laugh when get over the fact that I hurt myself.
When I grab my plate, I go and sit down. I pray and dig my mouth deep into the sandwich, letting my mouth melt in to the white silky cheese. My mouth suddenly feels like it has begun having a party; my taste buds dancing to the beat of the chewing of my mouth.
My mom has the strangest look on her face.
“What?” I ask
She laughs and says nothing.
About 2 to 3 hours later, my dad is home and she gathers me and my sisters in the living room. They look very happy.
My dad says” Kids, we have a surprise, your mother is Prego”
My sisters scream with joy. I hug my ma an dad and tell them congratulations.
I cheddar known. That was cheesy...
