Monday, 5 July 2010
In Rome earlier this year my friend served us an incredible cheese which I've been trying to remember the name of ever since and, reading something or other this weekend it came back to me; burrata. It's a mozzarella stuffed with a mixture of mozzarella and cream, and bundled up with an asphodel leaf.
When you unwrap the cheese it wobbles seductively onto the plate, oozing fresh, creamy unctuousness. Only considered good to eat for 48 hours after being produced, it's available in London at La Fromagerie and was big on the London cheese scene a couple of years ago. Apparently. Anyway, I know what I'm having for tea.
[Images with thanks to Rachel, whose blog about living in Rome and food I am going to also spend some quality time with, later!]