Formaggio Dulce

A very dear friend wrote to me (all in Italian, which thank you very much took me a while to translate) all about cheese. For most Americans the topic of cheese would appear simple and short. But when you have finally had the opportunity to experience cheese, to really experience cheese, you won't be able to stop speaking about it. Now many woman I know have already come to terms with this utter delight. For me I relate cheese to a woman, simply because I love both. Cheese is complicated. She comes in all shapes, colors, and flavors. Born from different utters that were fed varied grains her flavor changes. Some aren't even born from the breast. She can be firm, delicate, pungent, sweet, spicy, simple, complex. Her age can establish add to her wealth. Sometimes she has thick rinds, others times she wants to be consumed rind and all. She requires care and nurturing to form, to be optimal. She never judges and is always confident in who she is. She is best enjoyed alone, one slice at a time; but is great at a party. There is cheese for everyone, and for some like me, I enjoy the flirtatious game she plays with me.