how it began

I can’t quite recall where I first heard the number 350 , but I’ve decided to blame NPR.  I only listen to NPR in the morning, in lieu of Radio 4, and at some point the figure must have wormed its way into my addled consciousness.

350.  The number, allegedly, of French cheeses.  I also don’t remember at which point I thought it might be amusing to eat them all, but soon that was at the forefront of my mind pushing out useful ideas like ‘must do laundry’ and ‘remember to pay the rent’.   The idea to blog my progress followed swiftly after.

Primarily, this blog exists to amuse myself, rather than to impress others.  That’s just the way I roll, but I’m grateful to my friends and recent dinner companions at the ALA who found this idea entertaining and encouraged me, if only so they could laugh at me afterwards.

My six-year stint in the US ends soon and I’ll be heading back to Blighty, conveniently located next door to France.  I’m anticipating some cheese-eating in situ, rather than making several runs to Tesco.  But who knows.