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All the cheese was gone! That's all that ran through my mind as I made my way to work on the bus and over-crowded subway. Never mind that it was the worst downpour of the year and two-days after Christmas.
We had tuna melts, or, as my girlfriend and her daughter promptly corrected me, tuna delights the night before. My arguments that they're one and the same fell on stubborn ears. It was me vs. the world.
From my perspective, tuna melts and tuna delights are the same thing. Maybe even that tuna delights are derived from the tuna melt. When I was a kid, tuna melts were open faced, on slices of bread with tuna mixed with mayo, an optional slice of tomato, and a slice of American-Cheese. The major difference in the tuna delight is that it's on an English-muffin.
According to the other four people sitting at the dinner table, the differences between the two sandwiches were quite obvious. They claimed the tuna melt was closed and grilled like a grilled cheese, while the tuna delights are opened face. My call of shenanigans was futile. Even our house guest was proven a Judas when it turned out he was just humoring me! However, their lack of proof let me retreat to the shadows and exact my vengeance.
I digress. Back to the cheese. It was all gone! My sandwich for lunch that day would just be ham and mustard! Never mind that the house would soon be afloat!
Then I got an idea. Indeed, there was a way for me to compensate for the lack of American-Cheese. In the refrigerator there was a spread. Not just any spread, but Acme's Alaskan Smoked Salmon spread! Such revered things are talked about in whispers and hushed-code in our house.
There were even onion bagels on the counter. Huzzah! My taste buds would end up satisfied after all.
My good mood wasn't meant to last. SWithin the 30 seconds it took me to leave the house to get to the bus-stop, I was soaked. Luckily the bus was headed up the street when I get there. Dripping, I slumped down in my seat on the bus and grumbled to myself All the damn cheese is gone!



