They were sampling a trio of cheeses over at Murray's yesterday afternoon. Izzy was eager to try the stinky selection. One taste of this luscious, creamy-looking Brebirousse D'argental and he was sold, as was I. I immediately purchased a half pound hunk.
A. and I feasted upon it tonight. A dinner of bread, wine, cheese and olives. Something I would often do for lunch in Paris but hardly ever do here. It was nice to be inside on this cold night, savoring our simple meal.
My eating revery was interrupted when A.noted the price tag on this hunk of cheese..$10.78.. I blamed it on Izzy. The dangers of having a five year old cheese taster became apparent. Well not really. I explained that certain wonderful cheeses might seem costly but we needn't eat it all at once. Besides, it was still cheaper than going out for dinner.
Izzy Eats: The art of raising a gourmand, one bite at a time
Stirring tales of eating, cooking and foraging in my never-ending quest to provide, great-tasting (local and organic whenever possible) EATS for me and my boy(s).