I just want to put you on my gluten free cracker

A few months ago my lovely blog friend Dorothy from Far From Kansas offered to send me cheese! CHEESE from the Netherlands.

Which leads me to say a couple of things about things.

1. I love that blogging can make people from across hemispheres connect over something like cheese and get onboard to help each other out in their crazy dreams (in my case, my life list where I want to try 1000 cheeses).

2. People are just lovely. Dorothy is simply a lovely person who wanted do something nice to a stranger, and it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside to have her as a friend.

3. And this one goes without saying. Cheese is good.

4. The first challenge for Dorothy and I was to find out if it was actually legal to send cheese via the mail into Australia (and with a helpful tweet from Australian Post) and some sleuthing we found that yes, yes it was.

And so, that brings me to last Monday. I was about to rush out the door to meet Inspector Climate and some friends for dinner and as I opened the door I saw a package. Why the post man didn't bother knocking I'm not sure, but who cares because it was cheese!

I wish I could've captured my face when I saw it, but it was obviously unexpected.

So I've reenacted it for you:

I probably wasn't wearing glasses.

I immediately popped it into the fridge (the whole package because I was running out the door).

But when I opened it the next day this is what was waiting for me. Some smoked goat's cheese.

I've been cutting of chunks of it to eat with an apple for lunch. Heavenly.

To the lovely Dorothy, thank you so much! I didn't think there was anything that would make me smile last week, and yet...you did!



This makes cheese number 59 on my quest to sample 1000 cheeses.