I got an email the day before this class and signed us up for it immediately. It was a cheese pairing with Jester King, a new Austin brewery that has been putting out awesome beer.
I like to imagine the triangle-shaped ones are the size of a slice of pie. Sadly they are not. This woman at our table did not have a very expansive palate and gave a bunch of her cheese to her boyfriend. After a tiny bite of the blue cheese she cried, “That tastes like the stockyards!” I judged her. As did Taylor. That’s what marriage is about: judging people together.