String cheese isn't called cheese, it's called string cheese. For a reason. You're supposed to string it. But there was always that kid on the playground who just bit into it like a candy bar. Who gave him this right to ignore the "string" part? Later on in life, I realized that many people—I knew and respected—were that kid. You mean you could just chomp on it and live with yourself? To me the cheese always tasted better in wispy strands than in big chews. Plus, it'd last longer this way. But I've stopped judging. So tell us, what type of string cheese eater are you? Take the poll! »
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