Brandon loves cheese. Grated yellow cheese. He also likes cheese roll ups. You know what I mean…cheese in a tortilla, microwaved to melt the cheese, roll it up, and then eat. I will not make cheese roll ups for Brandon as he seems to choke more when he eats them. I hate it when he chokes and I have to do abdominal thrusts. It is scary and I try to avoid it if I possibly can.
He will, however, eat cheese quesadillas. I offered that choice to Brandon last night and he agreed. I have made hundreds of cheese quesadillas over the years for this child. I like to think I am pretty good at it.
Brandon helped me get the ingredients out and I proceeded to cook. This is what it looked like when I got done.
I have never burned one of these. I told Brandon I would make another one and that he would not liked the burned mess I made. I set the burned one aside and prepared a new one that was perfect.
He kept pointing to the burned one saying “hot”. I kept saying “burned” and handed him the one that wasn’t burned.
He insisted he wanted the “hot” one, so I gave it to him.
As you can see, he ate the burned one. Brandon ate one piece from the perfect one. Steve and I helped ourselves to the “good one”.
He ate the whole thing. Burned parts and all. Anyone else like their quesadillas burned to a crisp?