I’m forty years old. I had gone my whole life without ever even thinking about eating pimento cheese. That is, until I became a vegetarian and went to a Christmas party that was only serving meat sandwiches and pimento cheese sandwiches. My boss, at the time, couldn’t believe that I had never eaten pimento cheese before. I didn’t know why it was such a shocker. It’s weird creamy cheese that looks like it’s mixed with cottage cheese and scabs. I think I’ll pass. I think I’ll always pass. Or at least I thought I would. But I was pretty hungry and after a while, they didn’t look half bad. Plus, the sweet old ladies that were serving said they made it from scratch or maybe that was just wishful thinking. Either way, those sandwiches were so good. Now, I’ve been craving pimento cheese for months. I recently ate a toasted pimento cheese sandwich at this little local café. It was delicious. After thinking about this gooey concoction for two weeks, I finally went back to the café and just ordered a pound of it to go. Then I walked toward the bus station to head home. I got on the bus and one of my regular drivers was there. One of the really good looking ones. There’s a few, but that’s a different blog. He had picked me up earlier that morning when I was headed to work and I had a half day so he was still there. He asked what I was doing for the rest of the day and I told him I was going to go home and binge eat pimento cheese while watching Netflix. He told me that I just turned into a ninety year old woman right in front of his eyes and for the duration of the ride he proceeded to make jokes about ankle length nightgowns and depends. I told him that loneliness will make a girl do crazy things but he shouldn’t underestimate the power of a good pimento cheese sandwich and a movie. And neither should you. So broaden your horizons and give it a try. And if you are in Knoxville, just go to Market House Café and let them whip one up for you. You won’t regret it. And you can even get it with bacon!