My love of cheese runs deep. Ask anyone who really knows me and they can likely come up with some specific and telling stories. I went home for Christmas and my friend and her fiance brought me out to a restaurant specifically to get a cheese board. My aunt got me a wheel of blue … More Cutting The Cheese
I was lying down on the sidewalk, coffee spilled and slowly crawling its way into the street to my left. I reached for my phone that had flown from my right hand when I went down, but realized it was out of my grip as I heard the faint sound of my mom’s voice coming … More Slum Lord with a Limp
I can throw back some food like no one you know. This is a fact. The irony hasn’t escaped me that I love to eat yet hate to cook. It’s an anomaly I’ll never understand. My love of cheese is rivaled only by my love of wine. And that would be the ultimate Sophie’s Choice … More Human Hoover
Transient Transplant 