Thursday, August 25, 2011

I Love Cheese, Cheese Doesn't Love Me

Lets face it, cheese is the perfect food. It's protein rich, creamy, tasty, comforting. It melts and grates and spreads. It is the all purpose seasoning.
I eat too much cheese. That was pointed out, in not such direct terms, at my annual physical. Of course I can't put all the blame on cheese. I'm sure beef and butter and even our beloved eggs (yummm roast beef sandwich with butter and cheese) share some of the fault, but cheese is my go to food. When I'm looking for a snack or feeling low or craving something I can't quite describe, I turn to cheese. My lab results are showing the effects of my illicit love.
Among his other, many genetic gifts James does not have the same high marks (not a test you really want a high score in). That combined with his generally less passionate relationship with edibles means he can top this healthy dinner of roasted vegetables and brown rice with an olive oil fried egg whereas I opted for oven-roasted tomatoes.

1 comment:

  1. I also have a love affair with cheese. It is my kryptonite. I often think about eating more healthfully, but there is one area that it is impossible for me to give up. Cheese. Of all sorts. (deep sigh)

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