From The Long Quiche Goodbye, by Avery Aames
Hey, everybody! So good to see you here. Shhhh. Don't tell Aunt Charlotte I've snuck onto the blog. Don't let Avery know, either. [She's the author.] We're not allowed in the home office without supervision, but a little snooping is okay, right? I mean, my aunt does it just about everyplace. And I was just in here looking for a pencil sharpener, anyway. I mean, Miss Meredith is heaping on the homework before Thanksgiving break. Heaping. Sheesh! All I wanted to do was finish up my homework and hurry to The Cheese Shop so I could help out. But I got a little distracted.
LOL. Welcome to my world. I need to focus more. That's what my dad says. Sheesh.
Anyway, I saw the computer on, and well, it's like a lure, isn't it? I may be only eight, but I know there's a ton of stuff on the Internet that's fun to check out. There are all sorts of cheese sites that give me even more information about where cheeses come from and what they're supposed to taste like.
Did you know Aunt Charlotte is developing a website for Fromagerie Bessette so she can start selling some of the local farmers cheeses? Two Plug Nickels Lavender goat cheese is to die for!!! Well, maybe not die. I don't want to die. But that's the saying, right? To die for! It's so creamy with a little tang. Yum.
Have you ever been to Fromagerie Bessette? It's so much fun. Aunt Charlotte and my dad just redid the whole place. There's cheese everywhere. And little gifts. And crackers and jams. And Daddy sells wine in the annex that's linked to the store. My twin sister, Clair--though we really don't look much alike; she's blonde and I'm dark-haired--she likes visiting she shop, but she prefers to read. She's really, really smart!! I wouldn't tell her this, but I'm really proud of her. That's how smart she is. Me...I'm what my dad calls precocious. [Did I spell that right?] I think it's a good thing. He says it with a smile.
Ooooh, I just figured out how to show you a picture of something my aunt is going to put on her website. Hold on. Let me insert it...
There, how fun is that?! It's a platter of cheeses. She loves to put together different platters to serve to the customers. I love to taste. And--
Uh-oh. I hear footsteps. Sneaky footsteps. And I don't think it's our sweet Ragdoll cat Rags either. It's Aunt Charlotte. She's getting really good at sneaking up on me! I'd better split. Don't mind me if I twirl on my way out. I do love to twirl!
Au revoir, as my great-grandfather likes to say!
Oooh, one last thing...
And if you have a moment, let me know what your favorite cheese is. I'm always on the lookout for new ones. I'll be sure to let my aunt know.
So...what is it? Your favorite cheese. What is it?