I got a piece of Brie.
It was my birthday on our last day in London and my husband’s gift was a very smelly piece of unpasteurised Brie. Never let it be said that that man is not a romantic. God it was good though.
We of course had a phenomenally lovely time. The sun shone (even on my birthday, which absolutely NEVER happens); we met friends and family seemingly at every hour of the day and night; the Minx was beside herself with excitement and kept exclaiming ‘ I LOVE England’; we went to a very glamorous and lovely party; and mirrormirror was successfully transferred to its new base in Cambridge.
And the Minx only woke up twice last night and managed to sleep through to 6 am which is a new jetlag record. So life is charmed indeed.
IHF says
Ahh! Belated Happy Birthday! I hope it was a wonderful one (the brie looks lovely to me!).
Barb says
Mmmmm…. unpasteurized Brie…. now that’s what I call a birthday present!
Glad you had a lovely time and a belated Happy Birthday to you!
Mélanie says
For me also it would be the best birthday’s present
Fifi says
YUMMMMMMM! That looks absolutely fabulous! I need a glass of wine to accompany that delight STAT!
The Scribe of Rotten Hill says
Oh my word that bried looks ready to walk off the plate by itself!
Delicious!