I had nay-sayers. I had days where cheese was all up in my face (or literally slapping me in the face). But I did it. I went a full month without cheese.
Thank you everyone who gave me a pat on the back for doing it
note: I use that term loosely, by pat on the back I mean commented on my facebook status that was 'cheeeesee', but thanks nonetheless.
note: I use that term loosely, by pat on the back I mean commented on my facebook status that was 'cheeeesee', but thanks nonetheless.
I have to say, last night, the first night I could enjoy it again...I was sorely disapointed. My pizza was super undercooked. My mozarella sticks were able to save Alfredo's some face so I didn't hop on yelp.com and really eff them up. As you all know, my words are powerful.
And they were all amazing.
The best was definitley the smoked gouda fondue. Yup ya heard right, that's righ cheese fondue with smoked bacon. Yer damn skippy.
More to come tomorrow in 'The Year Without Cheese'.
Earmuffs!
F*&#, S*%$, B@*#$.
C#*k, B#!!$.
I'm just trying to make a point, Frank. You don't have to celebrate it.
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