EDitorial ± 8-Nov-2005

Blessed Are They

I'm hooked on four syllables: mascarpone. Usually I don't touch raw cheese --- sorry, Wallace --- but this particular "rich, creamy and smooth" soft variety pedals my pushbike.

It's the cherry on the icing of a visit to Pizza Express, offered as an accompaniment to their desserts. Then friends had some on the table to go with that evening's pud, a fab cooked brioche confection. Scrum.

Wifey, bless her, purchased a pot just for me last week. And another tub turned up as part of the weekend's fireworks feast, along with some more brioche blissfulness.

Saddle up and mascarpone, I say.