Cheese Curds Make My Day

Cheese curds make my day.

My wife has a daily habit
Of caring for all my needs.
She keeps her eyes wide open
To see what she can see.

This week was no exception
As she neared the dairy case.
Greeted by one of my favorites
Now staring her in the face.

You see. . .  I love cheese curds.
I even love their squeaky sound.
When she finds real fresh ones
I can eat them by the pound.

Several months ago,
A nearby dairy closed its door.
Never to make great curds again
No. . . never “curds” no more.

Shullsburg, Wi. was the next place
We’d make the day long drive to.
When we’d go so far fetch,
We’d always buy more than a few.

But it goes against my “system”
When those curds are in the home.
I’m always “digging” in the frig
I can’t leave those curds alone. 

But as sometimes life will go
Our local grocer now has in stock
So we can buy fresh curds
Without driving a "million blocks”. 

She announced as she returned
From the weekly trek she makes.
“The store had some ‘new’ curds”
To mention curds is all it takes.

I quickly fought open the package
To taste and hear that sound.
I scarfed down several chunks
Before in the frig they’re bound. 

“Oh my !” is what I shouted.
These curds are really best.
But at my age, I must control
The quantities I now ingest.

For my old system can’t tolerate
All the cheese I’d like to eat.
So I must regulate the flow
Save my curds for just a treat. 

My son, however: doesn’t seem care.
He can mow them down full feed.
But I know “our kitchen tender”
Will supply us all we need. 

So “Thank you” Homestead Dairy
And all the folks involved in that. 
I’ll be up to see your operation
Maybe get to see you “stir the vat”. :o)

A parting note to all Christian readers,
I’ve a thought about life’s end.
With all the banquets talked about,
I trust my curds “someone” will send. 

Written by oldbuck to commemorate the discovery of a “local” supply for fresh curds. Curds and crisp bacon are two of my favorite foods.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Schwartz Avatar
July 15, 2020 at 2:59 PM
Brought a smile Love the "squeak" Enjoy your writing
Buck Avatar
July 15, 2020 at 8:14 PM
Mary: Thank you for reading my stuff and commenting. Your writing reminds me of "a girl next door". I love your "down home style" of the 2-3 I've read. Thank you for the chance to reminisce. Keep them coming. Thanks again. oldbuck
Mcferran Avatar
June 13, 2019 at 2:05 PM
Hahaha! I LOVE this one! Funny and very true-to-life (at least, for those of us who enjoy cheese curds)! ;D Great write!
Buck Avatar
July 15, 2020 at 8:11 PM
Rhona: Thank you for reading my stuff and replying. I'm sorry it has taken so long for me to respond. I don't check for comments often, but as any writer, am always thrilled to read them. I need to read some Rhona soon. Thanks again. oldbuck
De Beaulieu Avatar
February 10, 2017 at 2:00 PM
I like to write poetry. I enjoy it.I am another one that loves cheese curds. I can also eat them by the hand full just like you. A 7
Buck Avatar
February 10, 2017 at 2:24 PM
Darlene: I think cheese curds are like poetry. You either like it or you don't. I enjoy both. I'm not sure that's a good thing. :o) Thanks again for your thoughtful comments. Now get back to writing. oldbuck
Zamalea Avatar
December 4, 2016 at 4:13 PM
Oh yes! You went into a little more detail this time. Excellent! Keeep oon!
Buck Avatar
December 5, 2016 at 11:22 AM
George: Since I wrote this, I have been up to the dairy and visited their store. Of course I bought several packs of the curds and have since eaten them all. Thanks for commenting. oldbuck
Vinson Avatar
November 29, 2016 at 3:20 AM
Bravo, Old buck! Cheese curds are great, and cheese is one of the most important food groups, for sure. ; ) One of the best things about Wisconsin are those curds.
Buck Avatar
November 29, 2016 at 9:19 AM
Doug: I appreciate your commenting. Wisconsin is "code" for cheese curds and apple orchards. :o) We go to Gays Mills for apples and Shullsburg for cheese each fall. It's something we both look forward to. We both "really" enjoy the apple cider donuts and have them in the freezer weeks after we've been there. :o) oldbuck
Allison Avatar
August 23, 2016 at 3:43 PM
Great descriptive write Old Buck - I could almost hear the sign of relief when you located them close to home .. I'd personally prefer just the crispy Bacon - having googled 'cheese curds' I'm not sure if they would appeal to me as I'm not fond of 'rubbery cheese' lol:-) hugs Jan xx7
Buck Avatar
August 23, 2016 at 5:28 PM
Jan: I believe sour milk is an acquired taste and I've acquired it late in life. Thank you for your encouraging comments. They mean a lot to an old scribbler like myself. oldbuck
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