All in all, it was delicious.
Alas, ugh! Yuck! Bleck! The shredded cheese I bought was bad. Then the shredded cheese Pam put on the table was bad. Lucky for everyone else, I was the only one who ate the bad cheese. It was disgusting - we both happened to buy cheese on sale at two different Big Y's (same brand...never again). I didn't smell it right away, but when I took my first bite I thought I'd gag. Rancid. Needless to say, I lost my appetite. Even so, everyone else was spared because I was the one who made the discovery. As a result, they all had delicious tacos, while I had a turned stomach.
Everyone else chowed down. I just couldn't eat. Not with bad cheese in my stomach. I lost.
Happy Monday. The weekend is over and the tacos were delicious and the Mahi-Mahi tasted great. We just need to avoid bad cheese.
Nasty to the millionth degree.
Then we went to hear a band on the beach. Not a bad way to end a weekend. It would have been better, however, if the cheese was of better quality.
Next time.
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