cheese ๐ง
when i was a teen, i earned the nickname %%orange%%cheese%% due to a sleep-eating incident. for full context, i was %%green%%vegan%% at the time and %%yellow%%hadn't eaten cheese in years%%. one night, after a punk show and after drinking some forties in the parking lot we ended up at a friends house. all my pals started on a movie, and i, as usual, quickly passed out.
come 2 am, i wake up upside down in a sleeping back with a pasty cheese-encrusted mouth and a clear cheese wrapper in my hands. apparently, in my sleep, i walked over to and opened the fridge and grabbed a large block of cheddar cheese took it to my sleeping bag, and started going to town on it.
from then on, it was %%orange%%cheese ๐ง%%. not an original nickname, as another friend was also called cheese. but i couldn't escape the nickname for years. it was fitting though. i ended my veganism that night, and i still eat yummy cheese to this day.
the cheese that i dream about most often is jean grogne triple cream brie. it is the closest thing i can think of to eating a cloud. it isn't available in mexico, but whenever i am back in canada, i am sure to hunt some down. in oax., i eat quesillo doble crema ... clean, milky, creamy, and dreamy. in fact, time to make a quesadilla.