I was watching Napolean Dynamite with the Director Commentary last night and the rest of the family settled into the couch with me as well. At the dance, Napolean gets ditched by Trisha and goes to the bathroom where he puts in a big mouthful of Big League Chew (which he later swallows). The director mentioned that when he was a kid, his parents had outlawed chewing gum so he never got have Big League Chew, but he'd wanted it so bad he use to grate cheese and stick it in his lip.
This brought back memories to me and I pointed out to Yuzuru what he was talking about it. She thought the idea of a dip of grated cheese funny enough, but when I told her that I used to do it too, she broke up. I'm sure I remember Josh also sticking a pinch of grated cheddar in his lip too.
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what ever, I didn't do that. Way to throw my name in right at the end though.
I was such a bad ass I would just buy big league chew at the candy stand during the baseball games and hide it out by the tree house so no one would know.
If I did dip some cheese it was probably so you wouldn't feel so bad for being the only one who did it. Plus I hated that orange cheese grater we had it took to much work to get it together so I sure as hell wouldn't have assembled it just so I could stick some shredded cheese in my lip.
Oh no, I never grated cheese JUST to do this, but when we'd grate cheese for something else and we'd snack on it, we'd dip it sometimes.
Yeah, that orange cheese grater was sooooo hard to put together. Slide in the blade, drop the rotating handle down...whew!
No wonder it took the government 2 months to teach you how tie your shoes and make a bed, much less field strip an assault rifle.
It wasn't so much putting it together as it was finding all the pieces that were needed to make it work.
It may have taken two months to learn how to field strip an assault rifle but once I learned I could disassemble and assemble in less than 60 seconds.
beat that
I bet you couldn't do that with the cheese grater.
COULD HAVE USED THE ASSAULT RIFLE TO SHOOT THAT CHEESE GRATER RATHER THAN CLEAN IT - i THOUGHT CLEANING IT WAS A BITCH
PFfffttt! I could assemble, grate, strip, clean, and put it away in 60 seconds.
Historical note on the beloved cheese grater - Grandpa Hansen bought that for "us" - he was sort of a home shopping network sort of guy but they didn't have home shopping network then - probably a good thing with all of the other gadgets he bought off the tube. I think I still have the Ginsu knife - remember the one with the little forked tip to allow you to pick up the tomatoes or onions as you cut them? Most cool!
On a simple note about the chees - you as children would always ask for the cheese "butt" the little piece of cheese still left in the grater that just wouldn't quite go through - that tiny sliver that for some reason just tasted good - I guess - I am not the one who named it cheese butt though...
This is really PDOG here...
Babba Jo posted the great 8 & 9th comment on here.
I remember wanting the cheese butt all the time! That was the best part of the cheese I think.
I easily remember all of us using that grater and somehow...me being the one that needed to learn to do dishes, always got stuck cleaning that crap out!
I hate that thing.
It grated awesomely though.
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