Triscuits

"Cheese"-cake. Ugh!

Once, after finishing a meal at a friend's house, he emerged from the kitchen with a plate of cheese. It's not that I'd never heard of such a thing before. It was like eating tapas, or having tea at 4 o'clock: delicious, a change. I ate the cheese. There was honey involved. It was very nice!

Dessert then never came. That was OK, too!

Then, the cocktail hour at people's houses started replicating what comes to the table at the beginning of a meal at an Italian or French restaurant: Chewy breadsticks with olive oil? Along with that damned cheese course. And no dessert.  read more »

Is it too middle-American to declare that cheese, even if it is a last course, cannot be a substitute for dessert?