That is the scene I woke up to yesterday morning. You can't tell in the picture, but the snow was whipping around. It didn't add up to any real accumulation, but man, the wind was painful.
I went out to get a few things for my tummy (I just can't make people deliver to me in cruddy weather), came back home and starting cursing. I'd forgotten bread. I walked right past the adequate-only buy bread from there when you're too lazy to make your own-bakery and forgot the dang blasted bread! Nothing was going to get me out of this funk. Unless...
I opened the ice box and started rummaging through. Surely I must have some cheese that I haven't eaten yet. There she was. Hiding behind the raw VT Cheddar. My good friend Winnie. Don't worry, no more bad poetry-today at least.
I'm not a big alcohol drinker, and I did not want to open a whole bottle of wine for myself. But Lo! What is this I spy? An emergency Shandy soda! Thank you sweet Lord!
We recently started getting in Fentimans sodas at the shop, and even though they're a little pricey, I have a small one or two bottle emergency supply in my fridge.
The Shandy and the Winnimere were made for each other. Honestly. The Winnimere is washed in Matilda beer from Goose Island here in Chicago. The Shandy (which retains less than 1% alcohol) does a great job of bringing out some of the yeasty, musty, and dare I say slight fruity sweetness of the cheese that is sometimes hidden when you eat the cheese alone.
This was the perfect snowy day treat which I enjoyed as I flipped through the latest issue of Culture. To be honest with you guys I didn't eat the crackers. I thought I wanted them, but I just ate the cheese with a fork and knife. Sometimes the simplest things are the best.
There was just enough cheese to take away the ick of the day.
*Update: as of Tuesday afternoon the powers that be have decided to do this as our weekend pairing at the shop. First they take my mac n'cheese, then my cheesecake, and now my pairing. I kind of rule today.*
I am a cook (training courtesy of NECI) who fell into the world of cheese nine years ago. Who knew how deep the rabbit hole would go? I am one of the social media coordinators for the ACS as well as being a member. I love cheese, shiny things and the number 7.