An Unhealthy Obsession
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
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September 7th, 2006 at 3:47 am
EWWWWWWWW! How’s that stomach feeling today?
September 7th, 2006 at 7:36 am
gross anna!
September 7th, 2006 at 9:28 am
Blue cheese is the best! The mold means it’s good!
September 7th, 2006 at 3:29 pm
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!
September 7th, 2006 at 4:20 pm
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.
September 9th, 2006 at 7:25 am
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