As the temperatures cool, fondue pots come out; ready to warm the delectable cheese that is Gruyere. With this being said, I am up for fondue no matter what season it is in Switzerland. The pungent smell of cheese hits you as you enter the restaurant but soon your senses become accustom and your mouth waters as it waits for the taste that is as close to culinary heaven as you can get. It is served with potatoes and bread.
The medieval town is situated 800 m up in the canton of Fribourg, in the French speaking part of Switzerland. The green pastures are dotted with milking cows that pleasantly roam day to day, oblivious of the joy they bring to our awaiting mouths.
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