January 31, 2005

My Husband Compared Me to Michael Moore

I admit it. I'm anti-American -- cheese, that is. Some people from church gave us a bunch of processed cheese foods. The children liked them and my husband wasn't above spreading them on Wheat Thins and wolfing a few down, but one was more than enough for me. I love cheese -- real cheese, but that sort of stuff is just gross.

After I turned down the offer of processed spreadable cheese on a cracker, my husband declared my aversion to the stuff un-American and proclaimed me to be a cohort of Michael Moore and his ilk. I countered -- pointing out that one had only to look at Moore to see that he clearly was a fan of American cheese and other such foodstuffs, even if the rest of American culture leaves him cold.


There is nothing "American" about that stuff (doesn't deserve the name "cheese", even "cheese food" is too dignified). However, this is my opinion.
I will say that when I was little and they opened a burger-joint in Quito, they advertised that they used "real American cheese"... I thought this meant it was cheese that had been imported from the USA, you can't even imagine the disappointment...

Posted by: Blair at January 31, 2005 11:03 AM

OK Mrs. Developed palate, see if you can get them to put some brie in a can for about $3.00.

Posted by: jim at February 2, 2005 04:11 PM