Guilty Pleasure

A fact that I’m embarrassed to admit to my closest friends - I like American cheese slices. Only in the most specific cases as in a hot sandwich - cheeseburger, grilled cheese, tuna melt, egg on a roll - is it often preferred to real cheese. The orange plasticheese melts smoothly becoming the industrial ooze that blankets my food. The molten gooey-ness unnaturally sticks to my teeth. I love it. Not even a sentimental holdout from my less sophisticated childhood, this is a conscious decision after my foodie conversion. But I absolutely refuse to eat it cold out of the wrapper.