Wine and Cheese

Honestly I have never spent much time on what goes well with the various types of cured and prepared meats or meals in general. Wine and cheese are enjoyable enough, but they are not my craft. I liked Bordalino with most things save for fish. I have done my fair share of smoking fish, it was never my primary mode of business or skill. The sound a full bottle of Bordalino makes hitting a stone floor is something I remember clearly about dying even. I have heard people clam to be cold, or numb, I even remember on man claiming to be seeing long dead family. If I experienced any of that I don't remember it, the first thing I do remember after is the hollow feeling, like a hole in the world pulling at every sense and feeling I had. We call it hunger, but that is just the only term we can relate to the emptiness that tries to consume us from the first moment we stir from our deaths. The next thing I remember was the exhilaration of feeding for the first time I have forgotten so many things big an small about my time here, but those two feelings haunt me to this very night.