Chucky Cheese

Who am i to judge one's personal quests? For some, it's dark corners with strangers, for others Starbucks, you might be enamored by silhouettes of children with large noses or paint-by-numbers horses.

For visiting Lynchburg, Va., buddy Chris, it's all about... cheese. So on Sunday, we ventured to East Village Cheese on 3rd Avenue, where she purchased a Manchego goat variety, a walnut Gouda and a Gruyère. Me, I got some nice Kraft American, individually wrapped slices. That part was a joke.