widthHe only has Cheese in his mind, and he should be worried about his mental health-unless you are in an auxiliary career, even when you realize your life dream, there is nothing but Cheese. This is what happened to Volker Waltmann during a hunt in South Africa. During this time, a Zulu tracker offered him a refreshing drink called Makachakaamarula, which is a belt There is a sparkling coffee with cocoa and cherry cream liqueur Amarula.
Soon, the alchemist stopped thinking about lions and giraffes, but thinking about how to make cheese in the Zulu way. At home, he cut the Frisian blue cheese lengthwise, removed the inside, kneaded it with cherries and chocolate, then put everything back in place, and dipped the bread in the coffee liqueur and cherry juice so that you could not see It’s the ugly cut-this is Makachakaamarula, this is the craziest work of the cheese-obsessed Walker Waltman so far.
Germany has long been the kingdom of cheese hedgehogs and meat hedgehogs, the double horror of every cold buffet. In 1983, Waltman’s mother, an excellent chef, gourmet and hardworking French driver, opened a cheese shop in Erlangen in 1983, which will become the meaning and goal of her son’s life.
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