Class jumping

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I used to think cheese meant pre-wrapped slices of American cheese. Now I’m torn over whether to have oka or smoked havarti on my veggie sandwich.

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  1. Mike says:
    August 29, 2015 at 2:06 pm

    Ha, I know what you mean. I’ve become quite the food snob in my old age — come a long way from when Kraft Singles was the “classy” cheese and vastly better in my family’s view than the generic Winn-Dixie (or worse) store brand.

    Discovering real cheese in my 20s was a revelation of sorts. Except French cave cheese. That stuff is vile, foul and tastes like a monkey bowel.

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