Active Time: 10 minutes
Total Time: 35 minutes
Yield: 4 sandwiches
6 Jalapenos, cut in half lengthwise
2 Tbsp Olive Oil
Salt and Freshly Cracked Black Pepper
1 Cup Miceli’s Mascarpone Cheese
1 Cup Miceli’s Cheddar Cheese, shredded
8 Slices Country White Bread
2 Tbsp Salted Butter
Preheat the oven to 425 degrees F. Line a baking sheet with parchment paper.
Toss the jalapenos with 1 Tbsp olive oil, some salt and pepper and lay skin-side up on the prepared baking sheet. Bake until the skin is blistered, 10-15 minutes. Place in a plastic baggie for about 5 minutes loosen the skin. Pull off the skin, remove the majority of seeds and ribs, and slice. Set aside.
Spread the mascarpone on 4 slices of bread and divide the Cheddar among the other 4 slices. Divide the sliced jalapenos among the 4 sandwiches. Close, and butter both sides of the bread.
Heat half of the remaining oil on a flat griddle over medium heat. Grill one side of the sandwiches until golden and the insides are all melty and gooey.
You walked in to find Sebastian looking very frantic as he raced around the kitchen, at least five different dishes that you could see being cooked and prepared at once. You stood there for a moment, just watching him, never actually seeing him move this fast. He was obviously using his supernatural powers or however that one worked.
“If you are going to just stand there like a guppy and watch me, please refrain and relocate to somewhere else on the manor property.” He said suddenly, not taking his eyes off of the egg whites he was whipping in a bowl.
“Well, excuse me for being so shocked to actually see you move so fast.” You replied. “I haven’t ever seen you in action, I think a little shock is warranted.”
“Yes, well, as I do understand, I have no time to entertain that. Young Master,” He spat the title almost as if it was God’s name itself, “Has decided he wants to entertain fifty guests tonight for a party.”
“Lady Lizzie’s doing no doubt.” You replied, softly smiling. Sebastian needed help, you knew this, but he wasn’t going to ask.
“Of course it was. Lady Elizabeth wanted to have a party for party’s sake.” He threw back as he darted over to the oven. “What’s on the menu?” You inquired, taking the opportunity of Sebastian’s distraction to slide over to where the aprons were hanging and put one on.
“Meatballs in a cranberry chili sauce for the hors d'oeuvres, onion soup for the appetizer, baked salmon, with stuffing and grilled asparagus for the main dish and a chocolate sponge cake with an orange sauce and meringue for dessert.”
“All right then…” You replied, stepping up to the table in the middle of the kitchen. “What do you want me to start on?” Sebastian paused for a moment and studied you in your apron. A small smile crossed his face, before he was in a flurry of movement.
“Please start on preparing the salmon, then we can start on the orange sauce for the sponge cake.”