They have my favorite cheese there. It's their New Zealand Grass-fed cheddar and I'm obsessed with it!
Anyway, I spent an unusually long amount of time perusing the cheeses. It's genetic. Me, my kids, my dad... way too fond of cheese for our own good.
When I got home and unloaded my grocery bags, I came upon a slab of fine Gruyere.
When I asked Elle about it, she simply explained, "It's for Remi. He loves cheese. Especially the kind with the holes like this."
Apparently, my little rat-lover took it upon herself to throw an eight dollar slab of cheese into her mini-cart.
I got cheddar and Remi got Gruyere!
He is now one fat, happy rat.
4 comments:
Great for making fondue!
That is hilarious! Fondue sounds like a great idea!
Too funny! Kids get you one way or another...and they are very sneaky!
He is too cute. I never thought that I would ever be so fond of a rat.
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