It’s all cow, after all

Our local chain grocery store has undergone a painful six month remodel and is now open again, all shiny and new with a Starbucks and a deli, and it no longer leaks big puddles of water around the frozen foods, or smells weird in back, by the bottled water.

Anyway, the only “improvement'” we make use of is the deli, where I was today, getting some thinly sliced Swiss cheese.

“How much do you want?”

“Um, I don’t know…12 ounces?”

So I was standing there, looking around, taking in the sites and the new Starbucks, and when I looked back into the deli, there was a huge pile of cheese on the slicer, and I said, “Whoa, yeah, that’s enough.”

But it was too late and I got almost the full 12 ounces, and let me tell you, that is a lot of thinly sliced Swiss cheese.

I have no idea what to do with all this cheese. I am not a party-thrower, but I think it will take a party to get rid of this stack of cheese. That, or a couple of real tasty sandwiches.

There was something else I wanted to say, but I’ll be damned if I can remember what it was. Twice I thought of it and twice I’ve forgotten it. I am losing my mind.

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