If I was an adult in 1910 I'd probably find him and ask him to marry me.
If you'd like to read the entire essay, go here. I recommend it.
Not being much of a fan of poetry - not that I have anything against it, I just don't always quite get it, me being very much a prose person - I have no idea if the state of cheese in international poetry has improved since 1910. I can tell you, however, that cheese poetry in my personal correspondence has increased lately.
Before I regale you with the cheese poetry my friend and I wrote to each other, I will give you the back-story.
This year the American Cheese Society is holding its annual conference and competition in Chicago at the end of July. I'd really like to go.
My friend and fellow Cheesemonger, Mark Bello, proprietor of Pizza A Casa, spent many years living in Chicago and owns a futon store there. (His pizza business and his furniture business are not connected; though if you buy a futon from him and have him at your house to teach you to make pizza, you will connect the two yourself and probably make him very happy.) Mark also happened to take the photograph of me that stares you down when you approach this cheese blog. While I consider myself rather adorable, I don't usually like pictures of me, so Mark not only had his work cut out for him, but he exceeded my expectations. Thanks, Mark!
I emailed Mark to ask him if he had any friends in Chicago who would like to host a clean and friendly Cheese Snob for the ACS weekend. I could be wealthy by then, but I'd rather stay with a friend of a friend who will show me around town than in a hotel, even though I really love hotels.
Mark sent a reply email and asked where the ACS was holding the conference. When I answered him - it's at The Hilton - he wrote back with this charming poem:
gonna be smellin' like Stilton
Sometimes no good deed goes unpunished, so I wrote back with some poetry of my own:
Melty like Brie de Meaux?
Or hard, sweet like Asiago Pressato?
Never been there
I wouldn't know.
But if the Goddesses of money look kindly on me
this year, 2008, I will go.
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