Dear Santa, Did I tell you how nice you look? This year I have been extra specially good. I’ve (mostly) played well with others (when they have been nice to me), only spoken to a couple of strange boys (ahem) and tried my hardest to be nice (even when people are clearly idiots). Because I this, I would like one of these in my Christmas stocking along with the usual bottle of Krug. Your bestest friend Rachel PS Red really suits you
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Full Fontina
We all know the feeling. Work is a war zone. The car is on the blink. Traffic is at carmageddon levels. A friend isn’t talking to you. Even the neighborhood stray cat hates you. For me, this is a time when only a grilled cheese sandwich will do. See, grilled cheese doesn’t judge you. Doesn’t yell at you for doing something wrong. It doesn’t care that you are wearing tracksuit pants where the elastic is broken. It’s warm, gooey, non-judgemental goodness. This little number, made recently on a cool and wet Doha night, features fontina cheese, walnut bread and some sneaky ham. Fontina cheese has been made in the Aosta…