Birthday. Matthew turned eight this weekend. One of the perks of birthday-boy/girl-hood around here is that one gets to set the culinary agenda. One of Matthew’s more quirky aspects is his love of cheese, so it dominated the menu—cheese omelets for breakfast, macaroni and cheese for lunch, jello dessert topped with a sour cream/cheddar cheese mixture. By evening he had cooled a bit on cheese, and so he dropped his plans for supper at a Mexican place and chose takeout from Kentucky Fried Chicken instead. But on Sunday (his actual birthday) there was still a cheesecake to be dealt with, one that his uncle Gary had baked and brought down from Lynchburg. That was enough, though; we skipped Sunday supper altogether.