Let's talk about food

...and then something comes along that makes my head spin like Linda Blair. For example, yesterday I ran out to Mac & Don's to grab lunch, and I ordered two hamburgers. Instead, I got two of these:



Okay. I'm from Wisconsin. I know cheese. I like a sharp cheddar. I've actually eaten Wensleydale. (Pleasant but overated.) A lasagna isn't a lasagna unless it's got at least parmesan, romano, mozzarella, and asiago in it, although in a pinch you can substitute provolone for the asiago.

Is it really that unusual that I don't want a slab of greasy pasteurized processed American cheese food-product melted on top of my diced cow parts?