this is so cheesy
I've developed a recent love for cheese. It's france, la. You cannot truly appreciate the flavourfulness of cheese until you try the french cheeses. It's absolutely tantalising. I like the hard cheeses for its texture and mild, understated flavour, topping it off with the crunchy rind. I like the soft cheeses for the dual-texture of the hardness of the outer white pencillin and the tenderness of the cheese in between. And don't get me started on blue cheese. I don't know how the french does it, but there's one particular blue cheese which I tried which was so good that I was simply high after eating it. There's a strong pungent smell that goes up your nose and makes you feel like you're floating on air. Inexplicably good.Ever since I came back, I was just drawn towards the sight of cheese. And I've been buying them too. But somehow the cheeses here can't replicate the taste of the french cheeses. :( Oh well. And I know my dad has been "stealing" my cheese too, as I see them depleting rapidly even when I don't touch them for a few days. Heh, guess he, too, has been bitten by the cheese-bug. But it's nice to have a father-daughter shared interest. ;)
What did I have for dessert? Two types of cheeses - german cambozola (blue cheese), tomato and basil brie (yum!), banana, longans, mango and liquor chocolate. The badminton and netball better be holding me up these few days, heh.
posted by solitude @ 10:00 PM
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