It’s either cheese or butter, but I prefer to think of it as a wedge of cheddar being worshipped by the local primitives, Salt and Pepper, representatives of their respective Seasoning clans. And nothing screams holiday more than cheese in a bell jar. I suppose that could be said about some of the other items from the previous days though. At least it matches up nicely with the stove from yesterday extending the kitchen vignette a bit more. All this cheese talk is making me hungry now.