Wednesday, February 06, 2008

Far Far Away Far

Keighley Oost-Vlaanderen, not far from Beveren West Yorkshire. Chahar Mahall va Bakhtiari, no, that’s far too far away, far away in the other direction, far, far away far. I dare say they don’t make German Mountain Goats’ Cheese that far away, the temperature would certainly disallow it, the temperature being as intemperate as it is that far away far. Do they make Tariku Milner’s Cheese that far away? I wonder. Albert Scrim, who knew Dejesus, said they make all sorts of cheese that far, far away, some so sharp it's beyond belief, should that be possible, especially that far, far away. They bath the cheese in cold, cold water, so cold that it hurts to even think of water that cold, cold. The curds, so Albert, Albert Scrim says, are so icy-cold they split like ice-cubes in your mouth, that icy-cold cold, so he says. I can well imagine something, cheese, even, being cold, but certainly not that cold, it seems altogether impossible. But then again Albert Scrim is a master at these things, a cheese expert, so he claims.

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