Rösti

One of the clearest images that remains with me from a long ago reading of Heidi is that of the old man kneeling before the fireplace toasting cheese for his grandchild. How could you toast cheese on a fork, I wondered? Why didn’t it run up his sleeve or string down to the hearth? The Times, The New York Times, has brought me the news at last: it’s what the Beautiful People are eating in Gstaad, Davos, or wherever they’re skiing this year. Toasted cheese and Rösti, no l