A mature blue Stilton is my greatest passion, but if you'll admit Eurocheeses, then I do like to nibble on a piece of fresh Parmesan every now and then. And good Roquefort is a delight. As is a mature, pongy Brie de Mieux.
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'Now hang on a moment,' said Rincewind. 'you saying that people will believe an ape in a dress is a woman?' 'They will if you say she's Spanish' Terry Pratchett: The Globe
'Now hang on a moment,' said Rincewind. 'you saying that people will believe an ape in a dress is a woman?' 'They will if you say she's Spanish' Terry Pratchett: The Globe
on the other hand, i have smelt the most evil smelling cheese ever :O
(my french supervisor once brought in cheese to work that smelt like something had died and was left behind a radiator for a month before scraping it into a tub)
:S
'Now hang on a moment,' said Rincewind. 'you saying that people will believe an ape in a dress is a woman?' 'They will if you say she's Spanish' Terry Pratchett: The Globe
Aye, the Lanark Blue. Made in Lanarkshire (about halfway between Embra and Weegie land, and a bit south) by a bloke called Humphrey Errington (who I've met).
It's sort of like Roquefort, but far, far superior. Also give the Dunsyre Blue a whirl, another damn fine cheese. More like Gorganzola though.
See, I'm a bastard. I've got you all interested in one of my favourite cheeses, and certainly my favourite blue, and now you realy want to try it. Trouble is, it's made from ewe's milk. Ewe's only give milk at certain times, and right now is not one of them. Lanark Blue is well and truely out of season, and impossible to get.
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