I ordered a cheese plate this weekend… it was really, really stupid. Let me explain.
Just the other day I was telling Eric that I really like my 30s so far (I’m 32 right now). I feel like I’ve settled fully into who I am. Not that I was ever feeling overly lost or unsettled, but I just think that the past two years I know who I am and don’t feel much need to explain myself to people, or try to tweak who I am to fit a situation etc… For some people maybe that’s how life has always been, but growing up I definitely was more of a people pleaser, so the change in my 30s has been nice.
Check us out…We look like straight up babies in this picture… Exactly 4 years ago this past week!
This weekend we went on a triple date with Eric’s 2 brothers and their wives. One couple lives in Ohio, so we make it a point to go out all together whenever they’re in PA. We tried this new-ish place in Doylestown- The Hattery. Sidenote: the decor is awesome and it’s a really cool place, check it out if you’re ever in this area.
We were checking out the menu, deciding on some apps to share and I suggested the cheese plate.
I hate cheese plates.
Odds are I’d like one cheese out of them all, and only kinda like it, not really enjoy it.
I ordered a cheese plate.
Trying something new is fun and can be a good thing, but as I was going to sleep that night I felt like the biggest sell-out ever. I hate cheese plates. I thought about why I ordered it for a while and once I cut through the bs answers I was giving myself at first, I realized that I was trying to be someone I’m not.
Here’s a little something to know about me… I have the palette of a 7 year old- For Real! My favorite foods are mac-n-cheese, grilled cheese, pb&j etc… I like bland, plain, comfort foods. It’s kind of a bummer that they’re 99% carbs and SO not low cal, but it is what it is. Cheese plates are not in my wheelhouse. Ever.
Working on “Knock It Off!” we’re often on the road filming episodes and eating out. It’s definitely a perk of the job- we’ve tried so many awesome places. Funny thing though… no one else on our crew has a 7 yr old palette. Weird huh? It’s totally a running joke that I’m such a picky eater and I don’t mind it at all. I’ve been brave a few times and tried all kinds of things, but overall I’m like a little kid when it comes to food.
So why the heck did I order a cheese plate? I don’t have to impress my family at all, they don’t care what I order, but somewhere deep inside I think I was trying to be “cool” or something ridiculous like that. Did I really think cheese would make me cool? Who decided that a cheese plate has more of a cool factor than potato wedges (which I should have ordered!)?? Was I really thinking that cheese could help define me as a person? So much for being comfortable and settled into who I am right?!? I know my identity does not come from a plate of nasty cheese, but it seems I forgot that for a bit.
Why am I blogging about this? I’m not 100% sure, but I’ve always promised to keep things as real as possible here on EC2 and I figured it would be better to just let you all know that sometimes I’m lameo and just when ya think you’ve kinda got it right, you go and order a cheese plate.
So, if we ever end up eating dinner out together, just know that I’ll be looking at the kids’ menu and if I ever order a cheese plate again, you have my full permission to punch me. You’d be doing me a favor.
Have you ever caught yourself trying to be something you’re not? Am I the only victim of a Cheese Plate?