Say Cheese
Dear Cheese:
I love you. You have been my passion for as long as I can remember. As many years as we have spent in each other’s company, I can truly say that you never cease to amaze and excite me. Although it’s true that at first my mother encouraged our relationship, I know I would have fallen in love with you if left on my own to discover and explore your essence. I treasure it when you’re playful with me — teasing me with your mild Muenster, your Mozzarella and Havarti that melt in my mouth like butter. I cherish your strength and arrogance when you appear as Roquefort or aged Brick and I am infatuated with your Cheddar personalities — whether you are feeling mild, medium or sharp tempered, I simply adore you. No matter how many of my close friends adopt strict vegan diets and refuse to let you sit at their tables, I will not abandon you. What you and I experience is unmistakably true love.
Love, Mary
Spoken by an original, dyed-in-the-wool, true-“blue”, cheese-head! And I, as another of that illustrious cheese-head gang, completely agree.