I just remembered why it was that I avoid diary (except for my chocolate milk every once in awhile). I bought cheese. Smoked Gouda to be exact. Marie and I just to get it as a treat every once in awhile last year and I miss Marie so when I saw it, I decided I'd get it and enjoy some while pretending she was her - I have a vivid imagination - well... I was enjoying it. Until the lactose intolerance kicked in. Now I'm feeling pretty sick... and my stomach hurts. Alot. But I'll live. No more cheese for awhile though.