We Ate Here

We felt kinda odd ordering a grilled cheese sandwich with turkey, and even odder choosing the focaccia bread over wheat or rye. But in the offbeat menu at Feast! we trusted. Sure enough, this is the kind of grilled cheese sandwich that our grandmother should have offered us—or that Martha Stewart hungered to teach the prison cooks how to make. There’s no overwhelming butter taste. The way the thin slices of turkey mingle with the other main ingredient make you want to say “cheese” with an even broader smile. And the gourmet bread is more like an extra bonus than a gummy part of the whole. Why the exclamation point? Now we know.