Last bit from London

At the end of my trip, on the eve of my departure I had a cheese feast! No bread, but some very interesting charcoal crackers to round things out, and the last of a bottle of chardonnay I'd picked up at the supermarket around the corner from the hotel.

Brie de Melun was a great start to a cheesy supper.


Berkswell. This is one of my most favorite of all British cheeses. We haven't had it in the shop for quite a while, but I promise to talk about it more in a later post Promise.


This was my "Oh my God I can't believe I have to fly for 8 hours and be awake the whole time and I can't take a pill* to calm me down because I really hate to fly, but thank the Lord I've got some cheese" cheese.


And of course I had some St. Tola. This cheese did not make it onto the plane. It barely made it onto the tube.


The trick to not getting jet lag coming back is to stay awake the entire time. You're body will hate you, but you'll be awake to see awesome scenery. We were flying over Nova Scotia, and I thought it looked beautiful. If you squint, it almost looks like you're in outer space.



If you haven't seen it yet, I advise you to take a look here. This is a great article about one of my favorite American cheeses.

*Yes, they're prescribed by my doctor. I'm not a great flier-yet. I've only been flying for twenty years. Give it some time.