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Cheese Plate

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A few days ago -or maybe last week, everything is running together- we went to a new supermarket in Lincoln. It was called Fresh Thyme, and I had heard that the produce was good and that the produce was cheap. Lauren was skeptical, but we went to check it out. The produce was as rumored. Nectarines, Peaches and plums for under $1.00 per pound.

Unfortunately, we ended up spending $41.37 because we were hungry and weak, and the only thing that was cheap was the produce.

Fortunately, they had some of the fancy cheeses that I had been sporadically looking for since Will and Grace’s wedding [warning: both of those links go to the same place, so don’t click on both of them].

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I diligently cut them up into little pieces and placed them on a plate. Lauren was having none of the cheese, but Brad made little noises that seemed to indicate that he liked them.

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Will & Grace’s Wedding Reception

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It was a really amazing wedding reception. It was at an amazing venue. They had a (series of) amazing bands. The food and drink was wonderful. They looked adorable together.

I told Lauren that there was just one thing that they had that I wanted. Cheese. They had the most amazing cheeses. There was so much of it, and it was so delicious. They were like cheeses I’d never had before (probably because they were cheeses that I’d never had before).

And I told Lauren another thing too. I wanted to know what those cheeses were without having to actually do anything to get the cheese information. She really came through for me. A few days later I had this list:

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I haven’t actually done anything with the list yet, because every time (how come anytime is one word, but every time isn’t?)I was somewhere with cheeses, the list of cheeses was on the refrigerator. But someday soon, those cheeses will be mine. Oh, yes, they will be mine. Please note that cheese mails particularly well this time of year.