Wilbur and I at the Amana Meat Shop and Smokehouse. Each of the seven villages had its own meat shop in during the communal era. |
I love cheese a lot.
My love knows no end.
I can even remember my first bite of cheese as a wee mouse – a delicious golden curd of cheddar cheese.
Typically, many of my fellow mice are forced to scrounge for old curds in the garbage, but living in the General Store, I almost always have access to some of the world’s best cheese from the Amana Meat Shop and Smokehouse. Yesterday, however, the store ran out of cheese!
And I was in dire need of some cheese.