Chubbo
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Reminiscing
I was reminiscing today, and remembered this true story. Some of my cohorts, and I, in the 1940 area, used to devil an old gruff, rough, and tumble bartender, in the saloon of a historical Hotel, in our home town. That hotel served the passengers of a stage coach line, originally a corduroy road, that runs from Cleveland Oh, to Cincinnati OH, through our home town, where that old historical, stage coach hotel is located. That bartender hated, Limburger cheese , and handling it with a passion. To devil him, we all, almost nightly, ordered 'Limburger on rye' sandwiches, and thereby, in the process, learned to love Limburger cheese.
Chubbo
I was reminiscing today, and remembered this true story. Some of my cohorts, and I, in the 1940 area, used to devil an old gruff, rough, and tumble bartender, in the saloon of a historical Hotel, in our home town. That hotel served the passengers of a stage coach line, originally a corduroy road, that runs from Cleveland Oh, to Cincinnati OH, through our home town, where that old historical, stage coach hotel is located. That bartender hated, Limburger cheese , and handling it with a passion. To devil him, we all, almost nightly, ordered 'Limburger on rye' sandwiches, and thereby, in the process, learned to love Limburger cheese.
Chubbo