My sister,
dawnshine, broke my heart on Tuesday. I'm only just now able to talk about it. I was in
Kowalski's, talking to her as I shopped for my thoroughly impressive pot luck contribution (sour cream, for those of you not following along as closely as all that), and decided to pick up a blob of cheese.
The
trista: I'm thinking Morbier, but possibly St Andre
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And location finder . . .
http://www.lesleystowe.com/locator/index.php
Fruit ones. And I'm not even big into fruity crackers. This combination MUST be tried.
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Fortunately for me, no one I've encountered makes me think of Morbier. So no one ruins the Morbier joy, and the Morbier ruins my enjoyment of no one. It works out well.
I get my comment notifications through gmail, and the ad choices on the right hand side of the screen are:
I don't quite know what to do with that.
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Ripe tomatoes.
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