Mozzarella, Gouda, Cheddar, Blue, Brie, Buffalo, Jack and Swiss.
Crackers and cheese. Havarti to be exact.
Thick sliced bread with dripping grilled cheese and bacon.
Homemade Mac and Cheese!
Cream cheese and spicy red pepper jelly.
Chicken Cordon Bleu.
Quesadillas, Burritos, Tacos? These things all need cheese!
Apparently I have been having a love affair with all things dairy, but mostly with all things cheese. A well meaning
completely out of his mind chiropractor/ naturopath has decided the key to unlocking a decade of migraines. Just cut out the dairy. I might have a “sensitivity” to it.
A sensitivity to it? Is he out of his freakin mind? I have a long term relationship with it! I love, adore and sometimes swoon over cheese.
Even if I am willing to give up what can only be described as my Cheese’gasms, how on earth will I say goodbye to cookies chased by a cold glass of skim milk, chocolate ice cream, milkshakes, yogurt, sour cream, cottage cheese, CHOCOLATE! I could, and if I’m telling the truth, did, cry about this insane idea!
Sigh. Pout. Have you ever heard of such a thing?
But then I thought about it, and it makes a mean kind of sense. So, I’m sorry my dearest dairy. You have been my secret lover, well forever, but for now I shall coldly turn my back on you. If this
stupid idea is the key to a life without headaches, then I will never see you again. I will be mostly thrilled to be headache free, and go on with my life with just a small side of sad. And if it doesn’t work? This cruel experiment had better at least see me losing a couple of cheese pounds or I will be one very bitter, bitchy bunny.
and everyone within a 100 yard radius of me luck. I’m gonna need it.