September 30, 2013
One of my biggest milestones in adulthood was the moment I began to appreciate fancy cheeses, namely, those of the French variety. There’s something incredibly (maybe pathetically) satisfying about pulling together a cheese platter that doesn’t involve cubes of cheddar and monterey jack (not that there’s anything wrong with either of those).
Ready for not, adulthood – HERE I COME.
It’s doubly fancy because it says President AND it has the French accent aigu over the e.
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