Thursday, February 2nd, 2012

I have mailed cheese.

When my mother asked me to mail her some cheese I guessed that this was the thing least likely I would ever mail to someone, but then I remembered the time I mailed a hamburger to someone as a joke. Bought it at the Burger King drive-through, dropped it into a box while it was still steaming, taped it shut and slid it into a mailbox on the way out of town. So mailing cheese to my Mom wasn’t so much of a stretch, really.

Still, it’s not the sort of thing I ever expected anyone to ask me to mail to them, but my mother, who moved away from the frigid wastes of Wisconsin to live in warm, sunny Arkansas, was lamenting that she couldn’t find any good cheese down there. That’s what happens when you don’t do your research before picking the place you want to move to. Might end up in a backwater where the locals don’t know how to make cheese.

So I mailed her a five-pound brick of Hook’s 2-year cheddar. She asked for just one pound, but when I saw what a tiny little brick that was I thought, Heck, she’ll eat that all up in less than a week! So the next time we went to the store I asked the man behind the deli counter if he had a five-pound brick and he said, I don’t know, let me check, opened the door on a great big cooler and started rummaging around in there. Hey, you’re in luck! he shouted, emerging with a brick of cheese in his arms that was at least as big as a firehouse. Well, after making him carry that out I was more or less committed, so I bought it. And mailed it.

I had just bought something that came in a great big box, wrapped in lots of bubble wrap, which I thought would make a pretty good insulator, so I wrapped the cheese up in that, taped up the box real good and sent it on its way. Mom got it on the weekend and said it was just fine. I’m sure it didn’t hurt that the weather was pretty cold last week. Don’t know if I would try that in the middle of summer. Even after just a couple of days it might smell a bit. Not as much as a hamburger, but still.

cheddar | 6:00 am CST
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  1. 1 Auntie Susan said at 5:28 pm on February 2nd, 2012:

    …well! Now I know what business we can start should the pull from family in Arkansas become hard to resist! Surely there must be other northerners lamenting the lack of good cheese! And…perhaps a brat/cheese combo store!

  2. 2 The Seanster said at 12:32 am on February 4th, 2012:

    Aunt Susan, I wholeheartedly second your business proposal. Although, you’ll need to add good beer (Colorado, Wisconsin, Oregon, etc) to the inventory. Perhaps we should just colonize the whole state, already…

    Also: Dad, you’re a very good little Wisconsinite son.