Frankly, Frost Magazine’s editor was not feeling ticketty boo. In fact she had a bit of a bug. You know the sort, when it feels like flu, but as I haven’t had Covid, could it be…then you test negative for Covid, so perhaps it is just flu.  One starts improving, but food… No, I don’t think so.

Then an arrival…  no, not the ‘get better fairy’ waving her wand,  but a tap at the door. A delivery from a kind and thoughtful friend. It is a selection of Delicario cheeses. Still not hungry? Well, just a snippet, eh.

I should say so. All made so easy, with Pane Carasau  (Golden oven baked semolina bread)  which is delicious on its own, actually. But now the patient is pretty much ravenous, greedy, and why not with scrumminess all around.

So a soft Sapperlot cheese to start with, (cows milk, rennet, stgarter and salt)  and yes, Dick may join me. He enters with a mask on. ‘Pull yourself together. You’ve probably already caught it, so eat.’ He does.

Oh yes, quite delicious. Later in the day, we try Pecorino with Walnut Leaves, made in Romagne, Italy, of Sheep milk. Just a bit of Pecorino for there must be lots left for other days. Now though, there are two others to taste. Crikey, truffles? Yes, in the Truffelo hard cheese. Our grand daughter thought we said Gruffelo and was appalled. We put her right, because the attention must be on Granny with the flu.

Finally the Schuttler hard chees, with cow milk, fennel, caroway, anise and coriander. Dick’s favourite. I, being a totally balanced, if flu-ie person loved them all. Such a kind friend, such a greedy patient, such a great  Delicario, purveyor of fine artisan food.

Lovely jubbly in the words of Del Boy.

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You won’t be disappointed