Friday, March 6, 2009
Long ago, port wine cheddar was something I could not live without. How quickly the heart forgets long lost loves! How feeble is the mind and heart! How swiftly does loyalty get betrayed when eyes are cast upon other, more "exotic" cheeses!
Luckily, a kind neighbor of mine was serving this at her house recently, and my eyes burst in excitement as I exclaimed "Port wine cheddar!"*
One of my old rituals involved eating port wine cheddar with some delicious, fresh sourdough bread. I used to eat this cheese with some other bread, but I can't remember the name right now.
*My eyes did not actually "burst," but my heart almost did!