Ultimate Snack

For some, the ultimate snack is both sweet and delicious. No doubt some form of chocolate or dairy filled dream which the Great Wonka himself would be the very envy of invention. However, among the Lewi there is put one great Mecca of the Palate....extra sharp cheese on a cracker.

Well, I was, uh, sitting in the public library on Thurmon Street just now, skimming through "Rogue Herrys" by Hugh Walpole, and I suddenly came over all peckish.
Peckish, sir?
Esuriant.
Eh?
'Ee, Ah wor 'ungry-loike!
Ah, hungry!
In a nutshell. And I thought to myself, "a little fermented curd will do the trick," so, I curtailed my Walpoling activites, sallied forth, and infiltrated your place of purveyance to negotiate the vending of some cheesy comestibles!
Come again?
I want to buy some cheese.
Oh, I thought you were complaining about the bazouki player!

Now this is not to say that chips and dip hold no place in the heart of a Lewis; however, it is of secondary priority in the snacky triage of a proper day of leasure. Chips and dip may be served at anytime: football game, evening social engagement, wake, dollar disco night at the Long Beach underground casino. Yet only a sharp cheddar or slice of peperjack can plateau a Triscuit with dietary perfection.

Remember then, when invited over for an evening of cards, whether it be pinnocle or cribbage, only a cheese will appease...the onslaught.