Some sticky-fingered martian messed up my fur and so my family forced me to take a bath against my will.
Cat Bath
Some sticky-fingered martian messed up my fur and so my family forced me to take a bath against my will.
I don't know much about cheese, but when our family took off for Wisconsin earlier this summer, we had two goals in mind: 1) Visit Great Grandma Carol and 2) Buy some cheese. It's kind of a silly idea to buy cheese I guess, but why not? It's certainly advertised if one does any driving through the rural areas of that lovely dairy farm state. It was fun and interesting.
What surprised me at the Roelli Cheese Store just south of Darlington, WI was the great selection of various cheeses. I love sharp cheddar, and was pleased to find a nice-sized block of sharp that had been aged for one whole year. Nice! But then I noticed other blocks next to that one: aged 2 years, aged 3 1/2 years, aged 5 years, and (the oldest that I saw and purchased) aged 6 years!!!
Now, have you ever accidentally left cheese sitting in your refrigerator for three months before you discovered the necessity of discarding the fuzzy green and white mass? Me too! So you can imagine and appreciate my curiosity as to how anyone could preserve for consumption a beautiful block of sharp cheddar cheese for SIX WHOLE YEARS??? Now I was so intrigued by the idea of trying this ancient sharp cheddar that I purchased it right away.
Guess what? WOW. Evidently, I've never actually had sharp cheddar cheese before--just products labeled as such. I realize this now because THIS was SHARP CHEDDAR CHEESE and it was absolutely delicious. Served with crackers and summer sausage, the snack was practically an easy Summer meal. So am I becoming a cheese snob now? Maybe. If you have a chance you should try it sometime.
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