Crispy Peanut-butter and Jelly Quesadillas

For Christmas this year I received a quesadilla maker. My first thought was, when was the last time I even ate a quesadilla? let alone needed a kitchen appliance to make one for me. However to my surprise I soon became addicted to warm melted cheese and crisp tortillas. The epidemic spread through my entire house and now the quesadilla maker is ranked second in usage, only to Mr. Microwave.

Saturdays are our one day a week we don't meet to run. We call these days O.Y.O., on your own. I procrastinated my run until a little after one. Which meant when I returned to the kitchen, I was ravenously hungry. I had already pulled the jar of peanut butter out of the cupboad, when Steve, equally as hungry, spotted the quesadillai maker in the corner and posed an interesting question... Before I knew it we were spreading tortillas with peanut butter and jelly (I used honey) and letting them sizzle on the hot Teflon presses. The end result was a familiar taste that was warm and crispy. It oozed from all three of the triangular sides, an error made completely by our stomaches wanting more crammed inside the flat bread. Licking our fingers and plates, we took a look at the mess around us, and knew it had been totally worth it!