If you start reading this blog you’ll probably see that I’ll shift from professional to just damn weird. Here’s something that’s probably slightly weird, but this is my blog and if you don’t like, you can always go elsewhere.
Today’s topic is CHEESE.

Ok, I would not call myself a cheese connoisseur but I do hanker for a hunk o’ cheese here and there. I have horrified at least one of my kids by stating my taste for smoked gouda. I do like finding a cheese that is available in the store on a regular basis.
However, I don’t enjoy every cheese. I find goat cheese to be a bit tangy and sour – definitely not my thing. But if you want to know the cheese that is completely off the table…it’s blue cheese.
Blue cheese to me tastes like eating a handful of dirt. If I want to eat something that tastes like topsoil on a cracker, I can go dig up dirt in my yard.
However, set me up with an Irish Cheddar, Emmentaler, or maybe even a fresh cheese curd and I’m in great shape. When I visited Germany with my family last year, having some fresh brötchen with thinly shaved cheese was beautiful.
Yeah, cheese for me is a lovely treat.
