Artisanal Cheese Center
Cheese excellence at its best:
http://www.artisanalcheese.com/
They have a “Cheese of the Month” club, cheese tastings, classes on cheese, and even cheese internships.
The Artisanal Cheese Center was featured in the New York Times. Here are a couple of great cheesy quotes from the article:
In the last decade women in particular have been dropping their day jobs to devote their lives to cheese.
As the variety and quality of American cheeses have blossomed in recent years, the passion of American cheese lovers has intensified.
And, in the context of people who smuggle cheeses:
The Food and Drug Administration bans the sale or import of cheese aged less than 60 days because government scientists say it takes that long for cheese to develop acids and salts that prevent pathogens.
Macaroni and Cheese with Cottage Cheese
Yesterday, Sloan and I made a box of macaroni and cheese into a bowl of macaroni of cheese. It was no ordinary macaroni and cheese, though, so don’t stop reading.
Sloan had bought a lot of cottage cheese, without realizing that his roommate had also bought a lot of cottage cheese. Determined to use it up, and knowing that a single box of macaroni alone would not be enough to fill our stomachs, he suggested that we add it to the macaroni and cheese.
He also found a bag of romano cheese in the refrigerator. We decided to add some of that too, for good luck and good taste.
I agreed to his experiments happily but suggested that we use the ‘white cheddar’ variety of mac & cheese rather than the ‘real aged wisconsin cheddar’ variety. I feared that the cottage cheese would seem too white in an orange bowl of macaroni.
The macaroni and cheese turned out to be very nice. It was very creamy and cheesy. We ate it happily, with two forks and a single bowl.
Cheese Loves Me
I was at the grocery store the other day, in the cheese section, of course. Remember how I bought a wedge of brie? That was the day.
As I was leaning over the cheese display, I noticed that some of the cheeses were jumping! I had no idea why, but I thought it was cute, so I didn’t report it.
A wedge of Coeur de Lion Le Brie jumped high enough to brush my cheek with a kiss. What a nice cheese! I just had to buy it, because it loved me. And so I bought it.