Holy Cheese

I consider myself somewhat inclined to the happenings of the culinary world. While I cannot make a rue, a demi-glace or even cookies, there is a number of things I can make or know how to make, with a little playing around. I went to the store today to stock up on some groceries and decided I would get a baguette and some cheese. Simple enough, right? Wrong. I walked into the cheese aisle and had to convince myself I was still on planet earth. There were more different cheeses with even more different names than I had ever heard of in my life. Why? Why could I not find Havarti? Swiss? Muenster? American? OK, I get why there is no American cheese. Still, I had no idea what to do. After looking through blocks, cartons, circle containers, square containers, plastic pouches, wood pouches, plastic containers, wood containers, and even some in tubes, I panicked and regrettably fell back on good old cheddar. Reflecting on that decision now I am somewhat disappointed in my lack of courage and zest for life. I should have got the green cheese in the clear tube for the experience. Still, the baguette and cheddar is quite delicious. Until next time...