Friends who dine with me know that I have the misfortune of getting dark, curly hair in my food every time we eat Greek. It doesn’t happen to anyone else, and it never happens at a Mexican, Japanese, Thai or American eating establishment, only when I eat Greek food somewhere in Greece — Athens, Peloponnese, Greek islands, Delphi, Larissa, you name it.
At home, I get the occasional green thread in my phyllo dough, worm in my broccoli, rocks in my chicken breast or piece of plastic in the frozen vegetables. No big deal, doesn’t bother me. All in all, eating at home has proven to be less disgusting.
Tonight however, I went to grate cheese to make a pizza, and a corner of this cheddar block was missing. It was in an unbroken sealed package, no detached bits of cheese fell out when I opened it, and the break looked fresh. Returning it to the store isn’t an option since “the customer is always right” policy doesn’t apply here.
I’ve heard of opening a carton to check for broken eggs, but do I now need to feel up unopened packages of cheese in the supermarket to make sure no one has taken a bite?
Kat, “the cheddar mole$ter” does not have a nice ring to it.
For related stories, see “Shopping in Greece.”
