I arrived in Lausanne last week. It was also my birthday. Bear’s mother made sure that I was well-equipped to live in Switzerland.
We also have a brand-spanking-new meat slicer. An industrial-grade meat slicer in fact. An important amenity here in Switzerland, with all that raclette and viande seche.
She threw in some fromage d’alpage (cheese from the mountains) and some homemade viande seche (dried meat). What more could we need?