Cheezzzzzz

After the Clog's the day before yesterday..... Another shop, another Dutch item.
My mother used to tell that when I was little, with some regularity I would sneak out of my bed late at night to take a nibble from the cheese that was in the fridge. After that happened a few times and she found the gnawed cheese in the morning she thought there were mice in our kitchen (that could even open the door of the fridge.....). I got caught of course. But I still love cheese!