Where Have I Been?

I know--I’ve seemingly gone and contributed to the ill-making magnitude of Internet detritus, adding yet another false-started blog to the collection of old wedding invitations and abandoned college syllabi clogging up our series of tubes.

But I swear I have a good excuse. And that excuse is mucus.

Mucus and cheese are a bad combination. And lest I travel further down this path to Grossville, I will stop after noting that mucus has been a big part of my world for the past few weeks, so cheese has not. Unless you count soy cheese, which I did resort to at one point.

In theory, I don’t mind soy cheese. In practice, though, you end up with something that looks something like this:



That's not what cheese should do, on a burrito or in any other capacity. And when your friend and co-worker has gifted you a small, round container of something soft and delicious-looking that fills your refrigerator with such a gorgeous stink that the dog won’t go into the kitchen, soy cheese is not going to cut it. (Ha.)

So as of tonight, I’m returning to the cherished environs of my deli drawer. Stay tuned--if the smell is any indication, I’m in for a stinky-cheese experience of epic proportions.