God, I love cheese!

St. Nectaire and friends

Anyone who knows me knows that I love, love, love….cheese. Cheese is the best thing in the world. When I find myself in a genuine curated cheese shop, I literally want to drop to my knees and weep.

Tomme de Savoie, Tallegio, St. Nectaire, Roquefort. I could go on and on.

Actually, I have more than a love for cheese. It’s a respect, a reverence.

I need to smell it, sit with it and observe quiet time with it. I can not carry on a conversation while eating cheese. A few years ago, while in Paris, I was enjoying a light breakfast with my cousin, Xiomara. She was telling me something about her daily life as a  middle school teacher in Switzerland, when she suddenly stopped talking. She said she’d never seen such a look of ecstasy on the face of someone who was not having sex. She actually had the feeling her chatter was an intrusion and she felt awkward, watching me enjoy a lovely bit of  St. Nectaire.

Her chatter would have been an intrusion if only I were able to hear her. I was in the zone and we both knew it.


The Bleus

2 Comments Add yours

  1. cheese, bread and wine…. now that’s perfect!


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