American Cheese Month

The month is nearly over and I couldn’t let it go by without acknowledging that it is American Cheese Month. I don’t understand why it isn’t celebrated more widely. People get so caught up in Halloween that they forget the truly great things in life–cheese.

In this home, we shun the Jack O’Laterns, ghosts, witches, and black cats usually prominent in Halloween decorations and opt for classier cheese decor. I’ve found that Kraft American Single Cheese Slices stick nicely to any wall. You can cover an entire wall with them or organize them into a festive checkerboard pattern.

A large block of Swiss cheese can be used as an elegant table centerpiece. Stick flowers in the holes to brighten it up a bit. Fresh flowers are best, but you can use dried or even silk flowers also.

I like to string small wheels of cheddar together and hang them around windows and doorways like garland. Of course you can’t celebrate American Cheese Month without some blue cheese. Leave a few small dishes of crumbled blue cheese around the house. Nothing reminds you of the holidays like that festive cheese smell.

I hope these tips will help you celebrate American Cheese Month right. I’ll be giving out string cheese to trick-or-treaters on Halloween. I hope you consider passing out a cheesy snack to the children as well.


Humor Me

I have pronunciation issues. I’ve had them all of my life. There are certain words that I just don’t say correctly. Since my husband speaks that Queen’s English he loves to point out my mispronunciations. As soon as he asks me to repeat myself with a sly grin on his face, I know I’ve just mispronounced something.

For someone who writes a humor blog this can be a bit of a problem. You see, I’ve never pronounced humor correctly. I opt to skip the H. It just gets all stuck in my mouth and feels icky. Instead of humor, I say yumor. Some people don’t seem to notice at all. They don’t make a big deal of it and we all move on, but some people have a problem. They don’t understand what the heck I’m talking about.

The other day I got a pedicure (I know that’s so unlike me, but my mother had a Groupon thing) and the pedicurist asked me what I do. One of the things I mentioned was that I write a humor blog. I’m always trying to find new readers for the Mooch.

Me: I also write a yumor blog.
Pedicurist: Yumor, yumor. I don’t know what that is. What’s yumor?
Me: You know yumor, like if something is funny.
Pedicurist: I don’t know what that is.

“Are you kidding me? You know what that is. You’re just being a pain about the H.” That’s what I was thinking. That, of course, is not what I said.

Now I’m rethinking this whole humor thing. Maybe I should start a new blog about something I can pronounce. I’ve never had difficulty pronouncing the word cheese. There are lots of things you can write about cheese. My husband wrote a whole song about the subject. In case you don’t remember click this link for a little reminder.

I Love Cheese

My mother says that when I was a toddler every time I got sick I’d lie in bed and ask for cheese. After about a day of eating only cheese I’d be just fine. I guess that’s why cheese holds a special place in my heart. I’m especially found of unpasteurized cheeses. My favorites these days are gruyere and some other French cheese that I don’t remember the name of. It smells kind of like old crusty feet, but it tastes really nice.

My husband is big into soft cheeses, but I don’t like those at all. I especially hate brie and reblochon. I’ve never liked brie and I got sick after eating some reblochon once. Okay, the reblochon in question had been open in the refrigerator longer than it should have been, and if I’m completely honest I have to admit that it did look a bit suspect. But, what is cheese exactly? It’s bad milk. If it’s already gone bad how can it go bad any more. That was my theory at least. Sadly, my theory was proven wrong when I promptly brought up the contents of my stomach after eating a piece of slightly questionable reblochon.

The point of all of this is that my husband wrote a song about cheese for his upcoming album. Here it is.