I should mention first of all that I didn't actually cook these. If I go too near a hot pan, people start twitching nervously and my mother starts sending me texts telling me that under NO CIRCUMSTANCES should I be left in the kitchen unattended. My friend Emma handled all the hot hot burny part, I bought the tortillas and grated the cheese. I like to imagine it as a beautiful triumvirate, in which the quesadillas were the other ruling party, but if I'm honest, I just stood around and ate things. Our quesadilla-making was slightly hampered by the fact that neither of us really knew how to cook the things, but we didn't let that hamper us! In the end, we made a sort of hot tortilla-cheese-pancake thing, and it was pretty good. Buoyed by our culinary success, we then tried to fry some halloumi in the pan, which wasn't quite as successful because it went a bit mental and started spitting everywhere. This downturn was continued by an unfortunate slip of the hand when taking the pan off the ring, which caused olive oil to go on the hot ring, a quantity of smoke, a fire alarm, the evacuation of staircases G & H and an investigation by two porters. Er, yes. Sorry about that.
Tastiness - 7/10
Likeliness to set off a fire alarm - 10/10 (oops)
Likeliness to cause a fatal coronary, 20 years down the line - 8/10 (We were essentially FRYING CHEESE. My arteries weep!)
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