A love for fancy cheeses

There is this place here in Cork called the English Market. I need to take pictures of the place because it is totally, without a doubt the best grocery shop I’ve ever encountered in my life. It’s a little semi-outdoor (it’s got a roof, but the only doors are gates.) All the little shops are divided in squares smaller than my bedroom with shelves to the roof, fruit in old wooden barrels, and uncooked meats of all varieties hanging out on ice right where you can pick it up if you want to. Today I saw a beheaded pig sitting on a table and some of the biggest eels of my life - they were terrifying.

I was beyond excited (and still am) about finding this cheese place within the market. A guy cut me off samples of four different gigantic cheese wedges and they were all super fancy. I ended up splurging on three hearty slices of this cheese that I didn’t know the name of today and it cost me near 7 euro.  Totally well worth it in my opinion. I went to take a nap earlier but couldn’t stop thinking about my new found love in the refrigerator.

I’ve been putting a lot of thought into what I want to do when I get back to the United States. Where I want to live. The places I want to work. Do I want to go back to school? Really, as of right now nothing is definite. I’m really open to moving anywhere. I really want to live in NYC and Boston one day. Seattle and Portland are very easy to move to again. I miss them both terribly and I’m thinking that may just be the easy route to go. I’d love to move to the Bay Area, but that’s going to require I find a number of people who want to share a small space with me and lord knows most of my friends back in Reno aren’t going to do that. I want to go back to Starbucks - find a second job dealing in fine cheeses or something. I’d really love to learn about fancy cheese…really. I want to get in super good shape. Go hiking a lot. Write a lot. I’d love to take some fun classes at the community college. I want to learn Spanish. Maybe take a photography class or a cooking class. I need to learn to cook. I like it when I do it. I guess that’s all easy. It’s just seeing where the wind’s gonna take me.  We can only wait and see.