My mother occasionally worries about the stuff that I am able to find at the back of my fridge. it is lucky she is away on the moment as she would have gone into a complete spin over the well rotted cheese I found there today. It was a Durrus cheese bought in Ireland when we were there at Easter. It had come out for a party in the middle of May and had not been eaten. I thought it would keep in the basement for a few days but it had started to develop some flecks of blue mould so it went into the fridge.
I found it this morning and we had it for lunch.
I sliced off the blue rind of mould and once it had gone was left with a lump of creamy pale yellow cheese. This was sliced up as the grill went on to heat up.
Bread from Thursday’s delivery from the Bread Circle was sliced and toasted on one side. As they were done they turned over and the cheese laid out on top. Some of the bread had pieces of ham as well.
We ate it outside with Branston pickle and a glass of pale summer ale/