Not to be dramatic or anything, but I think I’m going to die, guys.
Actually, I know I’m going to die. And not from old age in a rocking chair next to Babyface on a beautiful veranda. Soon. From this cold. There is no way a body can produce this much snot and make it out the other side. It’s over for me. I’m headed for the big NyQuil bottle in the sky.
But before I pass through the piles of snotty Kleenex to the light at the end of the tunnel, I have to share this recipe with you.
I was able to pull this one together right before I started feeling really terrible. It came together quickly and was gooey, melty, comforting and everything I wanted to help make me feel better. Babyface took one bite of this and proclaimed it was the best breakfast I’ve ever made. The sharp cheddar was such an amazing pairing with the sweetness of the pear.
I can’t wait to try breakfast quesadillas with other fillings. I’d imagine raisins, cheddar and apples would be amazing.