The cow and I

Cows are an icon here in Bavaria (and in Austria and in Switzerland) so no surprise then to find Bessy immortalized on a handbag.

After eating mountains of cheese at almost every meal for the past three weeks - including an amazing Swiss cheese fondue three days ago - I can barely look a cheese platter in the eye.

I think it's finally tipped my cheese loving gene over the edge.

(Sorry Bessy but I think you and I need a trial separation...)