But I'm not sure on the exact pronunciation, so when asked what the little things on a plate being delivered to the hole basement, as a snack, were, I simply replied, 'cheese puffs'. Because that's pretty much what they are. Cream puffs without the cream, but with some cheese baked in, with a fancy french name.
They are supposed to be kind of bland, the perfect accompaniment to a bracing cocktail.
I can't have a bracing cocktail, so later I found them a perfect accompaniment to salami, sharp cheddar and mustard.
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