Yippee Ki-Yay, Mr. Falcon!
What have you done, you idiots?
A friend said it best:
“This was Labour’s election to lose, and it seems they did so in style by refusing to have a policy on the most important issue of the day (losing their core pro-Brexit voters to the Tories), while running under a man most of Middle England found fanatical and unrelateable.”
Spot the newspapers for grown-ups
I know that all the broadsheets have a media bias, on either side, but it really seems that the tabloids just aren’t even trying anymore. The Sun, particularly, doesn’t disappoint in spoon-feeding garbage to its target audience. I mean, come on, could they pile it on any thicker?
Christmas market raclette
Ok, so the bulk of the raclette cheese and the pickles comes from Aldi and the potatoes are leftovers from the roast I cooked yesterday, but the rest – venison sausage, honey roast ham and honey roasted belly pork and truffle raclette – were just bought from the Morges Christmas market and I made the bagels this morning.
Morges Christmas market
The mulled wine isn’t bad and the cannons are very festively decked.
Cats and boxes
Cats love boxes and enclosed spaces. Pavel is a cat’s cat and loves himself a box. This however, is impressive. We’re not sure how it happened, but he did that all on his own. Having said that, it’s the Christmas gift that keeps on giving…
So…. I might have just ordered 2 kilos of squeaky cheese curd
I’m Canadian. This means that I have a fondness for poutine. It goes with the territory. Unfortunately, getting cheddar cheese curd outside of western Canada has, in the 15 years I’ve lived overseas, proven impossible.
Until now.
I recently came across this little gem of a news article:
Walter Grob, the current owner of the Engelberg cheese dairy, moved from Unterland to Engelberg. After years of hiking in Switzerland and Canada, the young man from eastern Swiss took over the business in 2015 at the age of 24. He produces traditional products in outstanding quality – but always tinkers with something new. Thanks to his innovative strength, he has already launched several new products, such as the Cheddar, and won prizes at the Swiss Cheese Award.
From there, auntie Google provided this information:
Walter Grob
Klosterhof 1, CH-6390 Engelberg
Telefon: +41 (0)41 638 08 88
info@schaukaeserei-engelberg.ch
So I reached out by email.
But got no answer.
Then I reached out by phone.
And got in touch directly with the man himself. And found out that the email reply was written but never actually sent, and since they make cheddar 3 or 4 times a month, I could have as many curds as I wanted. He’s been trying to get the product in stores, but with little success.
But I will get 2kg of freshly made cheddar cheese curds by post next week.
This makes me stupidly happy.
Not my dog goes home today
Even though I know that we’re not ready to have one full-time right now, mainly because of the money pit cats we have, I miss having a dog. How can you not love having a giant lump of pure adoration snuggling up to you (then farting and falling asleep and snoring – kind of like when Katy and I first met).
Update: took NMD for a walk earlier today. The plan was to go to the beach to throw her frisbee around. I didn’t expect to see a whole flock of ducks on the beach. That was a bit of fun.
Katy dropped her off at her flat shortly after, to wait for her human to get back home. Unfortunately, a train strike stranded him in France so we went back and took her home for another night.
Not a fan
NMD wasn’t a fan of the Schilliger cooking animatronic bear. Probably one of the few times I’ve ever heard her growl.
Predictable animals
The cats have a king-sized bed to sleep on. Where do they sleep? On my jeans.