[sixteenth]

Mmm cheese! My inner Wallace (of Wallace and Gromit) indulged itself at the Seattle Cheese Festival.  It was my third time and the most overwhelming visit thus far.  After copious samples of dice-sized formaggio,  I had to quit somewhere in between smoked gouda and sharp parmesan.  I stopped sampling right before this picture, but I wish I could go back in time, pace myself and try each of these delicious displays.