For cheese a jolly good fellow

Cheese. The real thing, that is. Not the commercialized cheddar, the only type of cheese of choice and convenience by most Pinoys.

The "real ones" smell like feet, but they do have a kicking taste. The one in the photo is German, a gift from an officemate who just arrived from Deutschland.

When I worked at a grocery shop in Tuscany, I was introduced to a lot of cheese: goat´s, sheep´s, buffalo´s and of course, cow´s. When I spent Christmas in the French Alps, they made me eat a lot of cheese. With matching wine for each type. Oh, cheese la vie.

Eating cheese really makes me smile, without opening my mouth that much. Or else, body count would rise.