I’ve been skirting around cheese lately - probably along with half the nation who are either trying to bring their cholesterol down, or trying to lose weight.
Only … I passed that shop again in Menai Bridge.
There’s something about going into a store like that and getting a personal recommendation from the proprietor - same would go from a butcher or a baker (or a candlestick maker if they still exist.)
‘Good day to you fine Sir,’ is the usual opening gambit.
‘Can you recommend some cheese, please?’ with a slight enquiring cock of the head.
‘Yes,’ is usually the reply.
So on this occasion - I elected to try some Alp Blossom Cheese
It’s widely available in the UK, but it took a little digging to find their ‘folksy’ website, with some rather enticing other cheeses to locate and try.
So … it’s made in Austria with milk from Brown Swiss cows in the Allgäu region of Bavaria. Not overly sure if the colour of the cow makes a difference to the end product. I suspect not.
You can’t appreciate its beauty from a single slice, but the exterior is decorated with a mix of herbs and flowers which only adds to the fabulous flavour - almost honey like. Gentle.
Eating it made me feel like I was Heidi, running up into the high Alps to tend her goats - an image I am sure AMM would prefer to have razed from her mind.
Just off to locate some Lederhosen.
Maybe I should lay off the cheese?
R