Father Day, and I already wrote about the complicated feelings this day holds, so I will not repeat myself. I will say that Dave is a good man and a good father and that those two things are not always the same but in Dave case they are, completely, without gap or apology.
This year Justin gave Dave a card that he made himself. It said Happy Father Day Dad. Four words. No apostrophe, because Justin is ten and grammar is the least of what we are working on. But the word Dad. Justin has called Dave Dad since he was seven, since a year after he came to live with us, since the morning he woke up and said it at the breakfast table and Dave nearly dropped his coffee and I had to leave the room. But writing it is different than saying it. Writing it is choosing it. Justin chose it, and Dave held the card and did the thing he does where his face goes still like a lake, and he said thank you, buddy, and then he went to the garage.
I made his dinner request: burgers. Dave wants burgers for his birthday, for Father Day, for every celebration. The man is uncomplicated in his appetites. I made thick half-pound patties, seasoned with salt and pepper and nothing else because Dave believes that seasoning a burger beyond salt and pepper is an act of disrespect to the beef, and I have decided this is a battle I do not need to fight. Served on my homemade buns, because I bake the buns for special occasions: enriched dough, brushed with egg wash, topped with sesame seeds. They are soft and sturdy and Dave says they are the best buns he has ever had, which is both a compliment about bread and about me, and I accept both.
Tyler gave Dave a socket wrench organizer he built out of scrap wood from the garage. It is crooked and the holes are different sizes and it is the most beautiful thing Dave has ever received. It sits on Dave workbench at the truck stop now, holding his wrenches in its imperfect embrace, and he tells everyone who sees it that his son built it. His son. Tyler, who is his biological child, and Justin, who is his chosen child, and there is no difference in the word his. None. Not in this family.
I bake the buns for special occasions — that has always been the rule in this house — because bread made by hand is bread that says you are worth the effort. If you want to carry that same spirit into your own kitchen without a full enriched dough project, this Focaccia Three-Cheese Italian Grilled Cheese is the next best thing: thick, golden, pillowy bread holding together something warm and melted and completely satisfying, the kind of sandwich that feels like a celebration even on an ordinary Tuesday. Dave would approve. He understands that the bread is never just the bread.
Focaccia Three-Cheese Italian Grilled Cheese
Prep Time: 10 minutes | Cook Time: 15 minutes | Total Time: 25 minutes | Servings: 2
Ingredients
- 4 thick slices focaccia bread (store-bought or homemade)
- 2 tablespoons unsalted butter, softened
- 1 tablespoon olive oil
- 1/3 cup shredded low-moisture mozzarella
- 1/3 cup shredded provolone
- 1/4 cup freshly grated Parmesan
- 1/4 teaspoon dried Italian seasoning
- 1/4 teaspoon garlic powder
- Pinch of red pepper flakes (optional)
- 4–6 fresh basil leaves (optional)
Instructions
- Mix the cheeses. In a small bowl, combine the mozzarella, provolone, and Parmesan. Toss with the Italian seasoning, garlic powder, and red pepper flakes if using. Set aside.
- Butter the bread. Spread softened butter evenly on one side of each focaccia slice. This will be the outer, toasted side.
- Heat the pan. Warm a large skillet or cast-iron pan over medium-low heat. Add the olive oil and swirl to coat.
- Build the sandwiches. Place two focaccia slices butter-side down in the pan. Divide the cheese mixture evenly over each slice. Lay basil leaves on top of the cheese if using, then cap with the remaining focaccia slices, butter-side up.
- Toast low and slow. Cook for 4–5 minutes on the first side, pressing gently with a spatula, until the bread is deep golden and the cheese begins to melt at the edges.
- Flip and finish. Carefully flip each sandwich and cook for another 3–4 minutes until the second side is golden and the cheese is fully melted and gooey throughout.
- Rest and slice. Transfer to a cutting board and let rest for 1–2 minutes before slicing. Cut on the diagonal and serve immediately.
Nutrition (per serving)
Calories: 520 | Protein: 22g | Fat: 31g | Carbs: 38g | Fiber: 2g | Sodium: 890mg