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March 13, 2010 at 6:33 PM
Ahh Fromage!
When you walk into a Parisian cheese shop your olafactory senses are overwhelmed with the smell of all those fantastic cheeses all mixed together. The people who work there must always smell of cheese. It is weird how a cheese that reeks of filthy, wet well used, old and never washed sneakers can taste like ambrosia. One of my favorites is “Stinking Bishop” from England made famous in the Wallace and Grommit movie in which Grommit is revived from a coma by a mere whiff of it. After the film came out the small English cheese farm could not meet worldwide demand so it is hard to find. It was named after a particularly odiferous local clergyman in the little town long ago. Brown, gooey, very stinky but melt in your mouth delicious.
I know cheese can be made from the lactal secretions of many animals, (somewhat bizarre in itself, food from bodily escretions) cows, goats, sheep, (ewe) camels, even horses. It is said that cheese was discoverd by carrying milk in animal bladders (gaining the essential enzyme, rennet) over a distance causing the liquid to stir and form curds. Since this power packed fluid is our original food from birth, I always wondered if some ancient potentate ever kept a stable of wet nurses to make the ultimate cheese food product, truly “cheese from ewe, er you”. Very expensive but “tre magnifique!”
March 13, 2010 at 6:51 PM
I bought some of this. It was delicieux.
Btw, in case you ddin’t know it, reality has caught up with you, Roto: http://www.thedailybeast.com/blogs-and-stories/2010-03-09/breast-milk-cheese/
Always a visionary, aren’t you?
March 13, 2010 at 7:14 PM
I prefer it fresh from the source, the pair paired with a fine Riesling.
Visionary? Maybe, but I can’t believe it wasn’t thought of before.
The chef’s wife must have been a good producer to make such a surplus unless they put their poor infant on baby formula to increase her yield. The negative reaction seems strange and accusations of cannibalism is over the top. So it’s the perfect food for a baby but a crime if consumed by anyone over the age of two? Where is Le Leche League when you need ‘em?
March 13, 2010 at 7:22 PM
Accusations of cannibalism over the top, but even a one-time dairy producer myself, the appeal of that kind of fromage continues to elude me.
Also, just FYI: those La Leche people are nuts. Not the basic idea, but they’re completely fanatical and dogmatic about the whole thing. Take it from me.
March 13, 2010 at 7:50 PM
Hmm? Cheese from the hindquarters of a gnarly dinggleberried old goat in a sty or cheese from the lovely fonts of “liebfraumilch” from a beautiful buxom young goddess on satin sheets. That’s a tough call. So it’s a crime to have sex with four legged critters but healthy to drink their bodily fluids and healthy to have sex with females our own species but a crime to drink their bodily fluids? OK, now I get it.
Just saying
March 13, 2010 at 8:43 PM
I don’t think human breast-milk cheese should be a crime, but I’m not interested in eating it. I don’t like goat cheese, either.
March 13, 2010 at 9:02 PM
You know I’m just trying to yank your tether there Jude.
Please don’t dismiss goat cheese out of hand, maybe you haven’t tried the best stuff yet. It can be sublime. I bought some the other day that supposedly comes from one very pampered goat, she eats aromatic herbs and drinks beer! It was great. I will send you some for your birthday!
March 14, 2010 at 7:38 PM
Pur Brebis is “Cheese from Ewe”
When I retire to my “Fahm” in Virginia, I want to own a vinyard and raise dairy sheep.
Cheese, wool, fertilizer for the grape vines and lamb chops all from the same cute and cuddly critter!
What’s not to love? Baa Baa Roto Bra!
March 14, 2010 at 8:20 PM
Roto Bra Peep?
March 14, 2010 at 8:38 PM
Little Miss Muffet? Another peep out of you and you’ll sit on my tuffet and eat my curds and whey.
signed,
The Itsy Bitsy Spider
March 14, 2010 at 9:17 PM
Hey there Little Red Riding Hood,
you sure are looking good.
You’re everything that a big bad wolf could want!
Owoooooooo!
Sweet Little Red Riding Hood,
I don’t think little big girls should
go walking in these spooky old woods all alone,
Owoooooo!
What big eyes you have,
The kind of eyes that drive wolves mad,
so just to see that you don’t get chased,
I think I ought to walk with you for a ways.
What full lips you have,
they’re sure to lure someone bad,
so ’till you get to Grandmas place,
I think you ought to walk with me and me safe.
I’m gonna keep my sheep suit on,
until I’m sure that you’ve been shown
that I can be trusted walking with you alone.
Owooooo!
Little Red Riding Hood,
I’d like to hold you if I could
but you might think I’m a big bad wolf so I won’t.
What a big heart I have, the better to love you with,
I swear, Little Red Riding Hood,
even big bad wolves, can be good!
I’ll try to to be satisfied just to walk close by your side,
maybe you’ll see things my way before we get to Grandma’s place.
‘Cause you’re everything that a big bad wolf could want!
Owooooooo!