An Unhealthy Obsession
September 6th, 2006
Everybody that knows me, knows that I love cheese. Actually, love might be too mild a word. Obsess is more accurate. I’m obsessed with cheese.
I love hard and soft cheeses, mild and sharp… I even love E-Z Cheez and Velveeta. If there’s cheese on the menu, I order it. But last night, I may have taken my obsession with cheese a bit too far.
I ate a piece of bad cheese. On purpose.
I had just finished up my dinner, and was getting my dessert ready. Screw the ice cream or cake, cheese and crackers are my dessert! So I got out some Triscuits, pulled out some cheddar, and started slicing. I noticed a few slightly red spots on my white cheese, but thought it was just excess dye from the wax, so ignored them. But when I took the first bite, I knew… it had gone bad. It tasted almost like blue cheese.
So what did I do? Shrugged my shoulders and kept eating.
Perhaps I took that too far.Â
EWWWWWWWW! How’s that stomach feeling today?
gross anna!
Blue cheese is the best! The mold means it’s good!
Girl, you are lucky that you’re so damned adorable, because you probably have about the worst gas on the planet.
No bad cheese before I see you this weekend, missy!
OMG! anna, I love cheese too, but I draw the line at unintentional mold. although I may or may not have eaten an entire wedge of brie on sunday. and by may or may not, I mean definitely did. I felt sort of sick after, but it was a good kind of sick.
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