Don’t Touch My Cheese!

I’m old, irritable and lactose intolerant but I love fancy cheese. Fancy cheese is also the backbone of the economy where I live and killing the gourmet cheese market would destroy the economy of northern New England. A few years ago the price for wholesale milk collapsed in New England and to survive many small farms turned to producing artisan cheese to stay alive because they could sell cheese for a lot more money than milk. Now that the FDA has decided to go all nuts on cheese producers using wooden boards for aging we are in a whole lot of trouble.

Why you should care about artisan cheese!

Many artisan cheese producers are located in blue states or in regions of swing states that typically elect democrats.

Artisan cheese production is pretty much the only reason small farms exist in New England.

I enjoy  Velveeta but savor the cheese made by my neighbors.

The death of artisan cheese means the death of small farms which means small farms turn into housing developments. No.

I’m trolling the cheese making department of a small Vermont college I perceive as toxic and classist. If artisan cheese goes away,  I won’t be able to do that. 

I said so.



I ate stuff in Vermont

I visited some beautiful people who live adjacent to Lake Champlain and we ate a lot of food. This was nice. Here are the highlights that don’t include my food poisoning or the cold duck.

Shelburne Vineyard

I had two whites from their store in Shelburne, VT. Great stuff and their building is visually stunning.

Fiddlehead Brewing Company

I sample their IPA and enjoyed it.

Foodie Downers

It is possible that after spending a lot of time schmoozing with the owner of a restaurant in Hinesburg about social media that my duck was cold and microwaved.

It is also possible that the gastronomic distress I experienced later on that night was a result of eating at the restaurant. Ugh.

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