I know I’m a bit late to the party on this video from Nolan’s Cheese, but I would be doing a disservice to you, my loyal readers if I didn’t post it. Fair warning, it starts off a bit freaky, but hang on, little tomatoes. Trust me…
I wonder if this cheese will be banned at the Olympics as an enhancement drug.
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I was such a picky eater as a kid, my mother called me her House Mouse because cheese was the only thing she knew she could get me to eat without my throwing a argument. Although I have since broadened my palate (finally eating my first strawberry at the ripe old age of 32) I still delight in the discovery of fantastic, funky and flavorful fromage. Stay Cheesy!
The House Mouse
