Domestic Goddess Edition
Reduced fat cheese = still cheese. Some of them are pretty decent.Fat-free cheese, however = plastic. Ick.
I eat 2% cheese. I have to, I'm old and I like it. Once you go low fat, you can't abide full fat. I feels gloppy in the mouth. So I vote that it is indeed cheese, however Europeans and chefs will scowl and look up their noses at it and me for saying so.The tiger is dead. A stupid kid is dead. I am angry about the tiger. The kids got what they deserved. And I knew that is what happened as soon as I heard the story.What these two have in common? I don't know. Smarter monkeys than I will have to figure it out.
Hmmm... I was going for "things that are wrong, so wrong". But I may have to reconsider my position on reduced fat "cheese". I bought it on accident. I got some "Ancient Heritage" sheeps milk cheese at the farmers market last week and it was heavenly!I'm sad about the tiger too, in the wild he would have just had a tasty snack and smartened up the human gene pool a bit.
Hm, I was thinking maybe you thought that it was the Bengals playing the Packers instead of the Giants this weekend. Tilamook--one of the gems of the west coast. These easterners...oye, they wouldn't know good store bought cheddar if it smacked 'em on the head.
In theory I'm opposed to low-fat cheese, but there are two that I like quite a bit: "Lite" (their spelling, not mine) Jarlsberg Swiss and the low-fat little baby bells. I've sort of been following the story about the tiger, and here's my question: who gets loaded and goes to the ZOO for fun?
Let's get drunk, smoke a few joints & go antagonize a 500 pound tiger.Now we're talking! Want to meet at the Zoo MAX stop, or should we have dinner first!?
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