CHEESE | DATE NIGHT

Our Spontaneous Cheese Poetry on Date Night

Or how we broke the silence of poets on cheese

Notice how this full moon looks like a cheese? This made me reminisce about our cheese and wine date. Photo by Pixabay: Source link.

“Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese.”
― G.K. Chesterton, Alarms and Discursions

I watched the moon shine brightly this evening through the window of our car. It was day one of two days of travel and the shortest day of the year. That meant we were traveling mostly at night. The main thing was that we arrived at our first destination and managed to go to sleep, all five of us.

Kids tucked up in bed, I seek to take my mind off today’s adventures—that is, kids being sick and me catching it fully and unapologetically on the way. Imagine my sneezing, runny nose, and that feeling of wanting to sleep all day long while on a road trip with our three kids.

That is how I thought of writing a short piece about our cheese poetry talk on our date night a few weeks ago.

Note: Date night is not a predetermined action in our daily lives. There isn’t a date night on Friday or something of the sort. It usually catches us by surprise. We are spontaneous and also take advantage of situations if we can.

So, we were on a magical date in our living room.

We were in the middle of…