Hey there all. Sorry to have been MIA for a bit, but seems as if this House Mouse has caught a bit of a bad bug. I should be back in action soon…in the meantime Stay Cheesy!
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!