Monday, March 21, 2005

Truck Driver

My father likes to take day trips to places I couldn't find with a sherpa. On his latest adventure he brought back one of life's most precious gifts: cheese!! Fresh, locally made, cheddar cheese. This one was called the Truck Driver (I have no idea) purchased at a place called The Cheese House, which I can only imagine is heaven on earth.

This cheese is incredible. It is so sharp and ooh... It has a flavor that doesn't hit you until it's been on your tongue for a second. I'm honestly at a loss for words.

I heart you, cheese.

*a note on the link: keep scrolling I promise it's there.


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