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Late Night Curd

1:30am

Amy stirred her bowl of cottage cheese and tangerine pieces, “You know… I always wondered what cottage cheese is.”

I spooned a mouthful and managed to speak. “Well… It’s not cheese.”

Amy’s brow furrowed and she stared at her bowl. “You’re right… It’s not…”

I swallowed, “It’s curd.”

There was a pause. We looked at each other. Amy answered, “Right, but… What’s curd?”

It was a puzzle we knew not how to answer but with laughter and to repeat the word “curd” to each other, because it only became funnier the more we said it.

A funny moment between roommates.