In my house growing up there was a small picture frame on the North end of the kitchen that held a poem of sorts. I will do my best to recall its wisdom. It went something like this …. An apple pie without the cheese is like a kiss without the squeeze.
The other day I saw some nice looking Granny Smith apples as I went through the store. Now, I do not bake or do pastries of any sort but I was reminded of the poem and decided some nice cheese would go well with the apples. True to my nature I decided some spice would do well also.