I remember once Mike D was in my car (I forget where we were going) and he made us play the cheese game. I forget the rules but I remember it being ridiculous. What were the rules??
where you had to go back and forth each naming a type of cheese, and the person who couldn’t think of a type of cheese that hadn’t already been said, lost….or something like that. Of course, I heard in this tale that MikeD kept naming different cheeses for hours.
The only ones I can think of that I don’t like are Brie…and anything with mold visibly growing on it (on purpose). The smell of those cheeses alone are very unpleasant to me.
Indeed. The game revolved around the ever entertaining idea of progressive objects. Objects where the first letter of your object had to be the last letter of the previous object.
All objects had to be things you might find in a kitchen. nothing could be repeated.
And you got a bonus point for the team (team games are the best) if you could name a cheese. And if four cheeses were named in a row, everyone had to yell “QUAD CHEESE!”
We did, in fact, get a quad cheese. Though I don’t remember the four cheeses that made this happen.
Do you buy real parmesean too? Once you start buying the nice expensive cheese you’ll never go back.
It’s a strange thing being stuck between cheapness and quality food. I haven’t yet figured out how to handle it.
I haven’t tried real parmesan yet… but I fear it will be unbearably delicious.
You fear deliciousness?
For a guy that dangles from cliffs and fights people with sticks, fearing deliciousness is rather wimpy.
Gruyere’s my favorite Swiss cheese. But you should try real Emmentaler too, and Appenzeller. And Raclette is awesome to melt up on stuff. Mmmm cheese.
I remember once Mike D was in my car (I forget where we were going) and he made us play the cheese game. I forget the rules but I remember it being ridiculous. What were the rules??
I love cheese. I don’t think there’s one variety that I actively dislike.
The D stands for duality
You should get some, NOW. You’ll never go back, and your pasta will be amazing.
All this cheese talk, it really makes me want to run out to grocery store.
I think I heard about this game…
where you had to go back and forth each naming a type of cheese, and the person who couldn’t think of a type of cheese that hadn’t already been said, lost….or something like that. Of course, I heard in this tale that MikeD kept naming different cheeses for hours.
The only ones I can think of that I don’t like are Brie…and anything with mold visibly growing on it (on purpose). The smell of those cheeses alone are very unpleasant to me.
Indeed. The game revolved around the ever entertaining idea of progressive objects. Objects where the first letter of your object had to be the last letter of the previous object.
All objects had to be things you might find in a kitchen. nothing could be repeated.
And you got a bonus point for the team (team games are the best) if you could name a cheese. And if four cheeses were named in a row, everyone had to yell “QUAD CHEESE!”
We did, in fact, get a quad cheese. Though I don’t remember the four cheeses that made this happen.
Brie and mouldy cheeses are my favourite!