Jen said that growing up her familly had one of these. I had never seen a condiment dispenser so charming. My family's parmesan cheese came in a cardboard tube covered in green foil. The only time that thing had any personality was if you spun the plastic yellow lid until the little holes were on top and the half circle was at the bottom. Then it grinned awkwardly at you as if it was waiting for you to take it's picture. "Cheeeeeeeeeese"!
Monday, January 28, 2008
My friend, Jen, and I hit the thrift store this weekend and Jen spied this guy right here. He likes cheese. He wants YOU to put YOUR CHEESE in HIS belly. He promises the next time you make spaghetti, it will be right there where you left it, ready for you to sprinkle all over your meatball. Considering no one else in my home has volunteered to be the custodian of the cheese, I decided to take a chance on this guy. He seems pleased about being given the opportunity. Of course, now I have to buy some parmesan cheese. In the meantime, he can organize the spice rack.