Gouda Herbert Excentrique + Domino de Villasanta Finest Pale Dry Sherry = bliss…
“Celebrate good times, uh, come on…da na na na na na na na…YaHoo!” Come on now, sing along…
Got a little something to celebrate, so what do I do? Grab new cheese at Vons: Sartori BellaVitano. And yeah, I got two. Don’t judge me…
Parmesan label, “Ask a pear or walnut which cheese they prefer and they’ll say, ‘One that’s fruity, with hints of lightly roasted caramel, aged to crumbly perfection.’ In other words, our finest Parmesan.” (I’d say, “I want that wacky cheese, you know…the one that talks to pears and walnuts…”)
But wait, there’s more.
Merlot BellaVitano. Had me at, “Won First Place with the American Cheese Society.” But then they go for blood.
“By wedding this rich, creamy cheese to the berry and plum notes of Merlot, we’ve created a marriage of flavors destined to make your taste buds say, ‘I do’.”
I do! I do! A lot…
(ps: Noble Vines 667 Pinot Noir Monterey 2011 totally hits the spot…sahweeeeet!)
Well, I did…first from awesome editor, Staci Greason, and then got it FB via someone in Australia I camped with at Burning Man 5 years ago, so…
you can run…but you can’t hide…
http://itsnotfingrocketscience.com/tag/cheese-fair/
…and it makes me sad…
but kindred spirits have stirred the pot, so to speak (thx Staci G!) — so I’m willing to jump the fence, prune the lily, put myself out there (ummm…not sure I’m making sense…I AM under the influence of both aged Gruyere and a Red Leicester – which certain folk think is a bad idea…but then…I only read GAwker for the photos…does that count as “perusing”?)
Wish I had a better excuse than “hey, I’ve been working 3 jobs!”, but…there it is.
And then there was, you know…the cheese. Not that I’m not taking responsibility for my choices or trying to use the laser pointer someone “gifted” me when they didn’t have any blingy rings to proffer the last time I tried to date…but…hey…just sayin’…
I’VE MISSED A LOT AND INTEND TO MAKE UP FOR IT.
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Got the prezzies wrapped, the place lit up like a frikkin’ five-star nativity scene and sexy foreign lounge music wafting about, but like many cheese addicts out there, turns out I am spending Christmas Eve, the holiest of nights, ALONE.
Yep, you heard me. Alone. Poor little cheese addict all sad and lonely with nothing more to do but mill around on Facebook and…wait!
Oh joy to the world! I forgot Melissa tucked this little nugget of bliss into my Xmas goodie bag:
Cypress Grove Chevre, Truffle Tremor - Christmas Eve 2011 - be still my beating heart...
Cypress Grove Chevre. Truffle Tremor they call it. Studded with little stars of black truffle in a crazy oozing heart of maddening soft deliciousness. Isn’t it beautiful? Can’t you smell it from here? It’s like brie…on drugs. That good. Oh yeah. And no, you can’t have any. Because I already inhaled it, that’s why.
Like I can take a photo and make it back to my computer otherwise? Come on, really. Did I mention it has truffles? Woooooh! Oh yeah…
Merry Christmas!
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I can’t help it. I’m one of THOSE people. You know, can’t wait for the big event, gotta blow it all out the night BEFORE…
Sneakin' a little the night before is the new holiday tradition!
So I got into the cheese saved for the Thanksgiving platter. A little…but hey, don’t you always sneak downstairs the night before Christmas and open one present? So let’s just call it a new Thanksgiving tradition, ok? Ok!
Happy Thanksgiving to cheese addicts everywhere! Try and save some for the family…
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Am I being obvious or isn’t “Forum” the adjunct bachelor wack-a-long set out to even the score with it’s pioneering Playboy pier?
Seems all sorts of ridiculous liaisons, accusations and purported alliances are being claimed at the expense of truth (is this historically unusual??).
Like this obviously vitrolic claim against any pleasure stemming from cheese…
Or this, the most ridiculous excuse for a rejection letter ever conceived by an obviously deluded writer, who, sadly, sincerely believes they have a firm grasp on the subject…without EVER mentioning cheese in ANY “erotic” tale…
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She sculpts stuff outa cheese. Is known as The Cheese “Lady.” Got covered here by NPR, blablabla…
Isn’t anyone paying attention?! “You can snack while you work.”
Um, right. But oh no, it’s her “passion,” she’s an “artist,” from Wisconsin…
Whatever.
Wayyyyyy too convenient if you ask me – me being a professional in matters of cheese addiction. *Ahem*
Ignore the obvious, it’ll come knocking at your door sooner than later. Meanwhile, a myriad innocent children are being fed the illusion that playing with food on their cafeteria tray will lead to immortal fame in fancy European museums.
So sorry, but so wrong.
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Like you thought I’d miss THIS one.
First up, for you conspiratorial freaks…techies posting their apocalyptic fixes with a Monty Python cheese finish, of course…god bless ’em…
More to come. Waiting for the alien invasion. Stay tuned…
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Confessions Of A Cheese Whore 