One thing about me is that I love cheese of all kinds. Rare is the cheese that is not for me (even blue cheese has its place, in my opinion!). The other day, my husband surprised me with some goat cheese he picked up on his way home, just because he knows I like it. Is cheese a love language? I think it might be, in my house. [Click here to skip to the recipe] Another thing about me is that I like to have back-up dinners ready to go in the freezer. When I make chili, meatballs, or stew,…