At E. Leclerc customers are given the choice of shopping the pre-sliced cheese or going to the cheese bar and choosing for themselves which cheeses they would like and having them cut for them personally.
Normally I settle for the pre-cut cheeses because I find the scowls on the women working the cheese bar to be a little unsettling. But today all that was pre-cut was 6 to 9 month old comté and I wanted a 20-month so I had no choice but to use the bar. Well, that and the fact that I'm leaving in a week made me less hesitant.
Surprisingly I ordered my cheese easily enough and found it to a highly enjoyable experience. I tell myself that when I get to Paris that I will try to survive on wine, cheese, and bread for the month. But something tells me the time will come when I miss the quaint little cheese bar inside E. Leclerc once it has been replaced by the tiny Parisian supermarkets.
Normally I settle for the pre-cut cheeses because I find the scowls on the women working the cheese bar to be a little unsettling. But today all that was pre-cut was 6 to 9 month old comté and I wanted a 20-month so I had no choice but to use the bar. Well, that and the fact that I'm leaving in a week made me less hesitant.
Surprisingly I ordered my cheese easily enough and found it to a highly enjoyable experience. I tell myself that when I get to Paris that I will try to survive on wine, cheese, and bread for the month. But something tells me the time will come when I miss the quaint little cheese bar inside E. Leclerc once it has been replaced by the tiny Parisian supermarkets.
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