Seriously, this is no joke.
Love.
Cheese.
Ever since I was able to forage for my own snacks growing up, I have loved cheese. Being the youngest of seven kids, there was never anything truly "snack like" to be found by the time the rest of the pack had devoured their fill. I think this was how I discovered cheese.
Back in the 70's, I don't remember cheese being officially and individually packaged for consumption, all I know is my mom would buy blocks of the stuff for use in her many casseroles and other concoctions massive enough to feed 10 people on a nightly basis. When your pickings are slim, you'll try anything. I eventually got to the point where I would carve huge chunks off the slab, eating cheese almost daily. So. Darn. Tasty.
At 42, I still have cheese in the house as a main staple and today, I was jonesing for a snack. Thankfully, they come individually wrapped now so I don't look like a vagrant gnawing off a cheese log.
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