This was a Valentine's treat to myself- Wegman's Baguette, Cambozola cheese, drizzled with pure Nova Scotia Honey. OMG. Go eat it now, before I eat it all.
My conversion to Bleu Cheese has taken my whole life. I think I finally beheld its full glory while in my 20s (am still in my 20s). My journey began when I was just a chubby little toe headed blonde girl. When we were kids and Pop Pop was in charge of dinner or a snack we almost always dipped salt and vinegar chips in his personal chip dip creation- cream cheese mixed with Bleu Cheese. Pops would tell me to eat it, for it was divine. I think I started to be okay with the dip between the ages of 7 and 10. And as I matured my Bleu Cheese relationship slowly matured with me. I slowly began to see all that it could do for me. The journey has been long my friends with bumps and detours, but I have arrived. I have arrived! I shudder to think of times when I did not treasure this blessed cheese, for those times did exist. But no longer shall such a time ever have a place in my life again.
I know Bleu Cheese is true. I love it, I sustain it, and I will always cherish it by enhancing its flavor with honey, dried fruit, or perhaps with some kind of recommendation. I hear that maple syrup accompanies it quite nicely.
ps- Happy 3rd anniversary to that handsome groom! xoxo
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I knew you'd love wegmans!
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