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| - Oooooh man. I went to college in Wooster, about an hour and a half south of Cleveland, and there was nothing better than hearing your friend say, "Hey, I'm thinking of going up to Cleveland this weekend and going to Melt." We'd pack eight or nine of us into a car and drive on up to begin our journey of love at Melt.
The all-time best grilled cheese I have ever had at Melt was their Cinco de Mayo special, consumed the day after my college graduation when ya girl was nursing what was, essentially, a two-day hangover. Grilled cheese is one thing. Enchiladas are another. An enchilada grilled cheese is its own rare, wonderful, beautiful bird. It should be on the menu all the time. My other faves include the Parmageddon, the Fish and Chips (when it was still called the Lake Erie Monster) and the Wet Hot Buffalo Chicken.
If you get a grilled cheese tattooed on you, you get free sandwiches for life at every Melt location. I'm not really a tattoo person, but my God have I considered it. I don't miss Ohio at all, but I do miss those trips to Melt, when we'd eat and drink ourselves into a cheese-and-craft-beer coma.
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