Wednesday, May 11, 2011

port only comes from our bottle from virginia must be having quite the identity crisis

I love those times when The Foliage takes me to the more expensive grocery store, and then tells me at the cheese section that THAT's why we're there. And then we choose fancy, stinky cheeses for dinner. And say things like, "I'm really interested in THIS one, but it seems like more of a beer cheese than a port cheese, don't you think?" and are being totally, totally genuine. Then we take a moment to recognize what ridiculous, entitled WASC/Js we are. But then we're all, "Yeah, but seriously...why would I eat that cheese if I'm having a port?"

I'm a big fan of being us.

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