CHEESUS CHRIST. They were so good. The fried cheese curds were absolute bliss. Cooked to the right consistency, warm, gooey fried goodness. Gooey, savory, crunchy….fukin deelish. Chipotle mayo dipping sauce to assist in the destruction of these little nuggets of yummminess. When we first started our foodlationship I would split my order with others. As time has progressed I now need an order all to myself. I was so impressed with the taste, texture, gooeyness, and batter that I instantly became a stalker. Yes, the line is long (and worth the wait, duh), but it’s a line of geniuses who know they are going to feel like my homeboy Charlie Bucket finding that golden ticket when the Willie Wonka of cheese hands you your order of curds. Trust. These glorious melty nuggets from heaven are possibly the best things I have ever put in my mouth. I actually went and got seconds it was so good. Cow and the Curd crafts delightful pillows of fried love capable of making the even Mr. Scrooge and The Grinch smile. Seriously. I mean. It’s perfection, really. Gluttonous, American perfection.