All in a days work

Here comes Joe...
"I hate to ask you this, but can you come out because someone is asking for La Tur and for Epoisses and we don't have any."

It is the week after New Year's Eve...I'm not going to lie... I had almost nothing of any real interest to offer (I thought) and I can't make the boat or the plane get here any faster, but surely there is something. Oh, and parents visiting from Montreal- no less. Thanks. Steaks just multiplied.

I did it. I was brash...I took a survey and worked with what I had...by the end his mother was kissing my cheek. We ate three cheeses. Two were exactly the same cheese, Coupole from Vermont Butter and Cheese, Co., but three weeks apart in age and another just the same, Le Chevrot mini, but smaller and French. This a supreme moment of opportunity that almost never appears but yet sheds so much light. With some cheeses you must seize the day...because tomorrow it will be different. Even I almost never take the time to do just what we did which was eat from young to old....from east coast to Loire the exact same cheese. The fudge gives way to hay and hazelnuts and then to game and must. How long does it take..when and with what restraint and force and finish if at all. Madame from Montreal prefers the older from Vermont. My vote was with the Le Chevrot.

Then later Patti arrived after watching an episode of something on the Food Network about a blue cheese and bacon pizza. She didn't want something mild, yet she reached for Maytag. I was going to let her go...I trust her instincts. We dove in instead. Amish Blue, Gorgonzola Piccante then, Rogue Crater Lake and then Rogue Anniversary...and hell why not the Rogue with Leaves? We really went at it so much so we lost track of the objective. Hullo? What is the point? Bacon. It must work with the bacon. Gorgonzola Naturale, naturally.