Wednesday, July 16, 2003
For the love of cheese
We here at Foodgoat can only aspire to the literary heights achieved by Mariann Simms' winning entry in the Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest, which honors the originator of "It was a dark and stormy night" (subsequently plagiarized many times over by Snoopy) with even worse opening sentences to imaginary novels:
They had but one last remaining night together, so they embraced each other as tightly as that two-flavor entwined string cheese that is orange and yellowish-white, the orange probably being a bland Cheddar and the white . . . Mozzarella, although it could possibly be Provolone or just plain American, as it really doesn't taste distinctly dissimilar from the orange, yet they would have you believe it does by coloring it differently.
I am tempted to try Polly-O Twistarellas. Not so much because it sounds so very tasty, but because string cheese in general makes me nostalgic for elementary school. It was one of those special things that I only got once in a while in my lunch box, like Fruit Roll-Ups, Oreos, or those cubes of a cheese with a cow head on the label. Usually all I got was a ham and cheese sandwich, a piece of fruit, and a Capri Sun.