Apple crisp, sweet potatoes, hearty soups.
My hankering is for grilled cheese. Not whole wheat bread with Tillamook.
I want to embrace fall with highly processed food. American cheese.
|My grocery store's cheese selection was clearly too high-minded and healthy for this craving.*|
Production has obviously been stepped up.
Time to get down and dirty. I know who can sell me what I need.
The liquor store.
|I have to ask for it with other refrigerated food behind the counter. |
shame spiral rating is at 5, because I'm grocery shopping at liquor store
shame spiral rating is at 6, because this is why I shouldn't be grocery shopping at liquor store
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shame spiral rating = 8. I am not only going to eat this expired cheese but I feel like I just won the American cheese lottery
**I am not super squeamish. But this isn't even real food. I'm pretty sure that the expiration date is just for show.
How was it? Effing delicious.
I ate three grilled cheese sandwiches that day and finished the pack soon thereafter. (Did you realize you don't even have to dirty a knife? It's all sliced for you).
And I don't think there were any ill effects.
Except that it took me two weeks to think of my next drawing post (and it's about grilled cheese).