![]() When that creepster Joris-Karl Huysmans was devising a decadent dinner for his novel A rebours, he never went as far in perversion as fat-free yogurt. Jettison the recipe for Coronation quiche. If you don’t want fat, don’t eat yogurt, or cheese, or butter, dripping or lard. It’s not the fat to be avoided in yogurt, but sugar, often added in super-saturating quantities, sometimes as a kind of jam like the oozy bottom of a duck pond. That would be bad in a Greek-style wedding, let alone yogurt. ![]() You see tubs of Greek-style yogurt boasting 0 per cent fat. There’s a lot of this sort of thing about. It meant, I found later, that it contained 30 per cent less fat than quotidian cheese. It wasn’t even claiming that you’d get a greater volume of cheese to the pound weight. It wasn’t suggesting it would be good for getting the fire going. ![]() What I’d missed was a small bit of the label that said ‘Lighter’. The trouble is that it didn’t taste cheesy. The one I’d bought was 5: ‘rich & tangy’. Like earthquakes (not now measured by the Richter Scale), cheese is categorised with unknown units. I said to myself: ‘I don’t think much of this.’ And I didn’t. I was eating some cheese I’d bought from Marks & Spencer, regarded as a reputable cheesemonger for workaday cheese needs.
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