In Honor of Matt and Robb, and others in our family and extended family, who might be cheese aficionados, Sister Whitney and I, after she got permission from these two august gentlemen to take photos, actually stepped it up a notch and forked out a few extra pounds and purchased some fantastic looking bread, hard crust , and some cheese. For those who like cheese, what we had was as good as it looks. Got a good return on our money: we each got a pound back. Nothing of its type as good as this that I can recall in Utah or Arizona or Canada or the northwest : in short in the northern hemisphere, although we feel certain such places exist. We should mention the fantastic olives from Greece or Italy which, together with the bread and cheese, were a super compliment to a great walk in blue skies and frigid weather. This place is cold.
Looks like good cheese. The gardens are beautiful. At least its green there. It's white and frozen here. I like the looks of those cheesmongers! Scarves and moustaches.
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Wendy
Just got caught up on all your posts! so much of what you write reminds me of our time in Ireland, but the cheese, bread, and olives remind me of Israel--that was our favorite picnic lunch there. Sounds like you are working with a bunch of wonderful people! So happy for you. God bless! --Holly
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