I had a ploughman's lunch today and one of the cheeses that came with it was Shropshire Blue. I know it's naughty but I had a little nibble of the corner and, oh my word, it was delicious.
It's strange because I'm not usually one for blue cheese, but (probably because I know I'm not supposed to have it) it took a lot of willpower not to shovel it all into my gob. I've been thinking about it all afternoon (my mouth is actually watering right now) and the smoked applewood cheddar I bought as a consolation just isn't going to cut it.
I don't suppose the DoH did a u-turn on the safety of mould-ripened cheese in pregnancy while I was out?