Where’s the cheese?
Writing by Sheridan on Monday, 1 of February , 2010 at 7:35 am
From the last post it would be easy to assume we went to NZ and just rode a bike down a hill. Which is only partly true.
Back in 2008 when we went to NZ for the first time, we were lucky enough to go on a wine tour so ace that we ended up buying some wine and quite a bit of cheese to bring home. They’ve really got the good stuff over there. Anyhow, we ended up leaving the cheese in the hotel fridge, never to be seen again. This was particularly sad for Tim, who loves cheese just as much as any other vegetarian. (That sentence made little sense, possibly due to lack of cheese in my diet).
Just recently, we revisited the Gibbston Valley winery and cheesery, taking many a tasting and again purchasing some of their wares to bring home. This place is just fantastic and the food is also ace in their restaurant. We also visited another favourite, Amisfield, who do the best bubbles you can buy. And you can afford to buy quite a bit because it’s ridiculously affordable. So we did just that.
Well – we got the wine home ok. No problems there, since I had been hoarding it around and protecting it like a mother might a newborn. On the plane we were busily filling in our landing cards and deciding whether domesticated horses are considered ‘farm animals’ or not, when we asked each other who had the cheese (and thus who had to declare it). He thought I had it, I thought he had it. Realistically neither of us had it. As such, I had filled out my stupid landing card to say I had to declare food and I had nothing to declare. That was awkward trying to explain to the guy at the airport:
GUY AT AIRPORT: (looks at my card) ‘Do you have any food with you from NZ?’
ME: ‘No – I thought I did but I don’t. Do you realise how hard it is to get cheese out of NZ???’
GUY AT AIRPORT: (totally ignores previous comment and begins going on about shoes and horses and the like). ‘You can go’.
After this experience I have been forced to ask: why is it so hard to get cheese out of New Zealand? Does the cheese not want to leave? I couldn’t even tell you where we left the cheese. It just kind of vanished in the night. Mark my words – we will go back there and we will get the cheeses and bring them to Australia. I will not be beaten by magical cheese.
As a final note, it’s horrible being back at work.
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