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An Homage to Frommage

So sue her. Elizabeth Gilstrap comes out about her pure creamy love for cheese.

So sue her. Elizabeth Gilstrap comes out about her pure creamy love for cheese.

During a recent chat over lattes, I made an apparent faux pax by revamping an old cliché: “Wow,” I said. “That’s the greatest thing since sliced Cheese*.” The quizzical looks and rolling of eyes could only mean one thing: these people were either in denial or clearly uninformed citizens. I mean, seriously. Who, in their right mind, could deny that a world without Cheese is like a world without bliss? Sure the USDA likes to tell us that Cheese belongs under the umbrella of “dairy” towards the tippy top of the nutritional pyramid, but since when do we look to Uncle Sam to give us guidelines for happiness?  If you ask me, it’s the foundation, baby. The foundation of a life spent enjoying all things good and Gorgonzola.

Think about it.  What’s macaroni without a blanket of creamy Cheddar? Or pizza without mounds of Mozzarella? Can you even imagine tart apple slices sans a delicate bath of velvety Swiss Gruyere? And while I prefer these pasteurized prizes in my belly, just saying their names can give me goose bumps. Asiago, Gouda, Chevre, Stilton, Brie, Taleggio, Manchego. Mmmm, lovely. And let’s not forget Cambozola: a delectable combination of French soft-ripened triple cream Cheese and Italian Gorgonzola. Two words for you, my friend: FOOD PORN.

To the non-believers who live vicariously through their iPhone nutritional pyramid app, consider this: Cheese goes with everything. Bread (there’s your serving of grains), nuts (kinda’ like legumes), fruit (better than veggies), olives (also a belly fat burner – win, win!), wine (no comment necessary) and prosciutto (that’s a food group, right? If not, it should be. Like bacon.)

To quote my Grandma Rose: Vivere, amare e mangiare formaggio. ‘Nuf said.

*The capitalization of Cheese and its proper Cheese names was purely intentional. All things omnipresent and kind deserve capitalization. (You can have your deities and I’ll have mine.  And you know I love me some Buddha with a hearty dose of Bleu.)

– Elizabeth Gilstrap

Hat1Life and laughter junkie, Elizabeth Gilstrap is a marketing diva by trade and an ardent music-film-travel-foodie at heart.