Reason #437 Why It’s Good to be Back in the South

Pimento cheese.

I love pimento cheese. Actually, I love my grandmother’s pimento cheese. Store-bought pimento cheese will do in a pinch.

When I first moved to Boston I got a hankering for some pimento cheese. I couldn’t find it in the grocery store, and when I asked an employee where they kept it, he looked at me like I’d asked him where they kept the goats.

Needless to say, I haven’t been able to find pimento cheese in the grocery store for almost ten years.

Until now.

And there’s a selection. There were at least five different brands in the store yesterday. I was overcome, but I’m trying to pace myself. One brand at a time, at least until I can get to my grandmother’s house and get a good fix.

I love the south.