Hold on a second while I pull an "Oliver!" and bust into my version of "Cheese, Glorious Cheese!"

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Here at House of Suz "We're the Jesus of Cheeses!"

It has been commented before that the Roommate and I have an inordinate amount of cheese in our fridge at any given moment and I must admit this statement appears to be true. While preparing a cheese plate for dinner the other night, from freshly purchased cheeses just moments before, I noticed this plethera of fomage already in our "cheese drawer" left over from, oh probably the last week and a half and realized we have a dairy problem. We need counseling, and quick.

The Roommate and I have overall similar tastes in food, aside from him not liking what he calls "dirty food" (oysters, livers, mushrooms…) and we both have a weakness for bread, cheese and the ol' oil and balsamic vinegar combo and can easily make that selection of healthy choices a meal (and yes, Mom, I know there's not a single green leafie on that menu, but I'm all growed up and can eat like this occasionally if I like). We have had friends drop by and when we ask them if they'd like to stay for dinner, let me just say they can be a little puzzled by our offerings. But in the long run I'm sure this meal selection is better than sitting down to a double bacon cheeseburger and fries washed down with a chocolate shake, so get off my back. That and the pine nuts will satisfy me. And a couple glasses of Pinot Noir, of course.

This post has been sponsored by the American Dairy Council and the Association of American Dairy Farm Owners.

*This probably looks like a professionally photographed picture that I downloaded from Google Image (and I can see why you'd think that, what with my Google Image obsession) but I actually took this shot in our kitchen. And that's actually our very own cheese----and now that I see it, it looks like we're running low so I got to head over to New Seasons and stock up for the weekend. Boytek will be in town after all. Gotta run. Bye!