Our family recently visited an eating establishment called Fuddruckers. I had the distinct pleasure of ordering a plain hamburger. I was then able to "dress" my hamburger with whatever my heart delighted, from a terrific section of the restaurant called the "Toppings Bar."
The first item offered at the toppings bar came in a metal box with a convenient pump attached to the top, and a caution sign which read, "HOT!" With a few pumps I was able to fill three portion cups with hot, gooey, cheddar cheese. Yum. If I wanted to, I could have filled seventeen portion cups and dipped in every food item ordered, in addition to my hamburger and steak fries. On a dare, I would have poured the cheese directly into mouth. I'm not sure if that would be socially acceptable, but when a dare is involved social manners fall by the wayside. The toppings bar lent itself to many other delicacies, but I was obviously overwhelmed with glee by my cheesy experience, and pickles and lettuce are now very boring.
Since I see no hope of ever getting the red Vespa that I have asked for on every gift giving occasion, I am choosing to add the hot cheese machine to my list. I can only imagine the possibilities.