Monday, February 4, 2008
something so wrong/something so right
Have I gained your trust yet? Do you like me? Think I'm smart? Well, I've got to tell you something, and you probably aren't going to like it.
I love Velveeta.
I love it so much that I want to shout it from the rooftops.
I love it so much that I severely burnt my tongue on hot Velveeta dip, because I just couldn’t wait for it to cool. I finally understand the saying “hurt so good.”
I am trying to become a foodie, but sometimes my roots get the better of me. It’s not that I don’t love a good cave aged gruyere, it’s just that there is something about Velveeta that is so comforting about, so restrained. It’s what I thought cheese tasted like until I was about 25. Now, of course, I know better. I know that I should turn my nose up at Velveeta, cast it aside. But I just can’t. I am willing to let in all kinds of new food experiences, but I refuse to turn my back on an old friend. It’s you and me, Velveeta.