Local produce is available for sale, most of it beautifully presented with options to sample a small amount before buying - a great way to try new foods. We bought some goat's cheese to try. Breakfast was also available. I had an open mushroom and cheese omelete and Andy had a 'full English' (bacon, sausage mushrooms and poached egg) served on an open pitta bread. He asked for the cheese to be served separately, which the waitron thought was most odd, as she pointed out that the cheese melts through the other ingredients, holding it all together. Nevertheless she complied and Andy preferred it that way.
We notice that they serve cheese in recipes here, in ways that we are not used to. For example, sweet muffins are served with butter, jam and cheese. The muffins are wonderful but we never put the cheese on them. Having cheese for breakfast is something which Brits hardly ever do.
When we lived in Brazil we could never get used to having pão de queijo (cheese bread) for breakfast. We have a friend there who worked with Andy and brought him a cupful of mini cheese breads most days. Now, she says that she always thinks of us when she has her breakfast.
Her name is Jesus (pronounced Jesoos, with a soft j, emphasis on second syllable) and she sent us this photo last Christmas.
Bless you Jesus, we miss you too!
1 comment:
It's strange how we become so culturally adjusted, isn't it?! There's really no logical reason why we don't eat cheese for breakfast - we think nothing of having milk (on cereal) or butter (on toast) or even yogurt (which I have with fruit and muesli). But somehow cheese feels like a lunch-time food, and I too would find it very strange to eat it for breakfast.
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