Cheeeeeeeeeeese

Yesterday my flatmate Mari had been invited to a dinner at her friends' place. One of the couple is actually French, but both of them are big fans of good food, wine and organising dinner parties.
Apparently the focus of yesterday's dinner was cheese. A lot of cheese. French cheese. Good cheese! Since they didn't manage to finish it all, Mari had brought some of the soft and stinky leftovers home to us. Tonight when I was back home after work, we both had a stroll into the kitchen. We only wanted to nibble a bit of that good stuff, but eventually ended up making it our entire dinner! We were still standing in front of the kitchen unit when we realised that we had nearly eaten all the cheese without even sitting down at the table. So far for the matter "just nibbling"...