Tag: Cheese

Cheese Law

The hammer has fallen. There is no such thing as Yorkshire feta according to the braintrust at the EU:

A North Yorkshire food producer has revealed her disappointment after an EU ruling stopped her using the name “feta” on her locally-produced cheese. Judy Bell, who runs Shepherds Purse Cheeses near Thirsk, said she was not surprised by the ruling by the European Court of Justice. Mrs Bell’s business has been caught up in a five-year tussle within Europe over the feta name. But on Tuesday, judges ruled Greek feta had “Protected Designation of Origin”.

I want to be an EU “Protected Designation of Origin” cop. Right after I finish my career as a male model. Really, where do you sign up? I know I have been sullied by non-Greek feta my whole life and I know it is wrong. I want to change my ways. I want to slap down the Italian haggis cartel.

Speaking of…Well…

I never knew that cheese was that difficult.

Just to be clear, when last across the border I bought this…for someone else…someone who has begged me (then threatened me ever so subtly) not to reveal his name. He later admitted on a recent trip he had bought four cans for his own needs. So it was left to us. Children tried it once. Then it sat for a couple of weeks and I thought I would try it. Sort of a lighter Cheese Wizz meets aerosol – more like cheese wazz all in all.

Note: It’s been kind of downhill since the green pants.

First New Thing of 2004

Not so much greasy as fatty

Not being hung New Year’s Day has advantages. A bagle, 30% butter fat cream cheese and artichoke heart salad for lunch, french restaurant dinnerware, damask linen. I’ve had two already. How many until I would kill myself through tangy goodness overload? Cream cheese is one of those things that we have to be forgiving with ourselves about. This 30% butter fat is care of the Baltic Deli – I’ve never seen a higher percentage. I think that’s called butter.

Later: photo reduced due to outcry by the hungover. What the hung see.