Fromage moisi or moldy cheeses allows me to explore a guilty pleasure of mine. Therefore Stilton cheese has always been a favorite (unless someone brings me some good Roquefort).
But going forward in time, I see myself enjoying other cheeses, as I love this kind of food passionately. Biting into an
enormous hunk can help me stand much indignity.
Ah, but then an alternative slant I should pursue might be a look into how I can send my passion for the crumbly stuff
onto a new level of kinetic and holistic reactive energy. How I might undertake this decidedly lofty goal is definitely not
yet clear to me. Deciding rare things does not come easy to me at all.
Getting onto a new path for comestibles can never be easy. Not all things are clear.
But my love for all kinds of moldy cheese has seen me through sad times. To think I would be stumped forever on this issue is very funny. Let us look to our wits and stop being negative. Understanding my talents is key to good progress.
So let’s go and become heartened and enjoy good cheese like we always should. We should not get discouraged by
new directions. So as they say in old France, vive le fromage moisi!
Planted by Martini Man on March 22, 2009
Location: ??, Milwaukee County, Wisconsin
Time to complete: 20 – 30 minutes.
Terrain: mostly level and grassy.
Step 1 – Listen to the music to determine the location of the box. There is a key word in the song’s chorus that should help you find the park.
Step 2 – There is none except this rambling confession I needed to make. I hope you can make sense of this. My apologies.
