Cheesey Romantic Daydream

I marched into a little family-owned specialty shop recently on a mission to quickly collect something fabulous, then escort a friend to her wedding shower. Reading this, she'll realize why I was late! I had not anticipated encountering an adorable Man Behind the Counter. Mr. Cheese, the younger of two sons working in the family business, was very helpful in putting together an assortment of items, and even threw in a free chutney, "because it's your first time in the store." Also, he didn't even correct me when I, unthinking, leaned over the glass partition meant to keep customer-germs at bay. I think this proves he liked me.

At first, I thought this was a "Quickie's" product, which is not at all what the Blondie seeks at the moment. But, look again! "Mature" is good, right? And, I'm actually a fairly "traditional" lass. Could this be a sign?

I got as silly as I always do when I've spotted someone adorable. With classical music playing, I was completely unable to prevent myself from flitting all over the store, feeling a very tiny bit like a ballerina.Fortunately, the place was mostly empty and le mignon Monsieur Fromage was busy choosing, cutting, wrapping, and (as a special service!) labeling his choices for me.

*Precisely* my demon-possessed stare when I've got a gent in my sights!
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Early Google stalking reveals the prey to be a handful of years younger than yours truly, but since perhaps he like his ladies like his cheddar...aged? I did go back a couple days later, to thank him and remind him of how irresistible I am. My timing was terrible and the joint was packed, but I did notice him make an awkward attempt at conversation. The more awkward, the better, in my opinion, since it seems to prove sincerity. I can't afford to pop by too often (visit #2 cost me $15!), nor am I inclined to make a complete ninny of myself, but I think one more time will have to be the charm. Dairy dating drama details TBA!