Boxcar Kitchen

Good cheese is more than just good cheese. It is transcendental. There are those who appreciate a creamy Mont d'Or or a prickly Epoisse and then there is us. We belong to the group of religious cheese fanatics that crave the stuff, constantly. My young years were spent devoted to cheddar and in particular, to my love of really, really sharp cheddar and peanut butter sandwiches. Once I came to France, the flood gates opened. It was as if I had come home. The hub is even more devout than I am. I think that if he had to choose only one thing to bring to a desert island it would not be cheese; it would be a goat so that he coulld have a neverending supply of chevre. When we lived in New York we would loiter around the cheese counter at Dean & Deluca so much that I think we began to made the employees uneasy. We were like hungry lions encircling a herd of unsuspecting antalope.