Narrative Essay

The lonely cheese

           

            In a remote kitchen in the bitter dry hills of the Alps lived a chef and his cheeses. There was an abundance cheeses ranging from cheddar to taleggeo. All of the cheese was resting on the crackled wood of an old table waiting to be carefully placed into a soup or sandwich. Throughout generations of cheese and chef, they lived on in new recipes and creations.

            The provolones were always used; a single piece would never sit on the shelf for more than a day. Every piece of cheese was used other than a lonely old piece of cheddar. The cheddar was never needed for any soups or food that was being made so he sat and waited for days on end.

            A week had past, and one by one his friends were talking about how they were chosen for a fancy dish and how excited they were yet no interest was given to him. He realized that change was needed, so he packed is wrapper and rolled out of the restaurant.

            For a week, the poor cheese rolled down a huge mountain; fortunately he was refrigerated and kept fresh by the chilling mountain air. As he approached the bottom he waited for another two days until hikers finally found him. Luckily they had crackers and the cheese was finally cleaned and eaten happily.