Cheese Theory

File this one under “kids say the weirdest things.” In the never ending drive for improvement, a piece of baby Swiss cheese was recently evaluated at the dinner table. After examining the slice with a particularly thoughtful gaze an observation was made. “Baby Swiss is much better than regular Swiss but, do you know what’s even better?” After replying in the negative, I got my answer. “Premature baby Swiss.” Now understand, I have no one to blame for this but myself. You see I once made an offhanded statement that it was only called baby Swiss because the factory employs scores of infants responsible for making the holes with their chubby little digits. I suppose this was the logical progression.