And cheese isn't just for spicing up a ham sandwich or throwing on top of your hamburger. Before coming to France, I'd often eat it with Digestive biscuits, but the bread-loving French have converted me to smothering it on crunchy baguette. The only thing missing is some good 'ol chutney or Branston pickle to accompany it. However, since the quality of cheese in France is generally far superior to that in England, eating it sans chutney is perfectly acceptable. Although I often see little jars of fig compote at the cheese counter so maybe that's the French alternative.
I will never forget when I first arrived in Paris and bought a little boite of Camembert from the supermarket for under two euros. My expectations weren't particularly high but when I took it out of the fridge, it was the gooiest, smelliest, mouth-wateringly delicious Camembert I'd ever tasted. I've never turned back.
I think that's enough cheese-talk for one day. You know what they say about cheese and nightmares....
Watch this space.