Last night's dinner was a freezer quiche heated up with sliced Gouda cheese on top and Sriracha hotsauce. There has to be a serving size somewhere between single serving (a snack, really) and big fat family dinner. It was too late go buy crackers anywhere, or I would have devoured all the remaining Gouda.
Everything tastes better with hot sauce and cheese.
For over an hour afterward I could not get the idea of more snacking out of my head. A profound hunger gripped me, and life was bleak.
Then I went and consumed the rest of that Gouda.
Later I also located the other cheeses.
They're saltier than the Gouda.
Which is unfortunate.
Gout.
Not everybody should find cheeses.
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