My Cheese Connoisseur
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My cheese connoisseur goddess if you remember me please reach out. I was at the house of the pita in Moncton. Our meeting got off to a rocky start when I didn't know the different kinds of lettuce in your containers. "Lettuce" I said. You remarked "What kind?" with a sigh. But when we got to the white cheese portion of my selection trip is when the fireworks happened. A glorious exchange of to and fro. Mozzarella with distinction. "That's not Mozzarella!" my connoisseur screamed with disgust. The look of extreme ignorance was displayed. How dare I misidentify the worlds best food topping (debatable). I began to panic. What's this white cheese in front of me if its not Mozzarella. Do I say American? White Cheddar? Gouda? I looked around for guidance but you said "Its Swiss cheese with enforcement." That's when I knew I was dealing with a cheese educator. I panicked! The inside of my mouth started to tingle, my cheeks flushed with a rush warm blood flow, and my heart fluttered. Knowing that you won this duel I took what you gave me (you forgot to get my mushrooms and onions off the grill) and left feeling dizzy.
community | missed connections
2023-06-21