Since my early childhood, cheese has been one of my favorite foods. My Grandmother used to cut us slices of sharp cheddar cheese and serve them with crackers and peanut butter for a mid day snack. I would always try to make sure that I had enough crackers to go along with each cheese slice (yes, I was a bit weird about my food even at the age of 5 & 6) and would inevitably get into a disagreement with one of my sisters as they tried to break up this synergy by snagging one of my crackers.
I have very fond memories of going into town with my Grandfather and stopping at the local delicatessen for some Monterey Jack. This wasn’t the rubbery white utility cheese that you find at your local grocer, but real aged Monterey Jack cheese that was much firmer but yet not as hard and dry as the aged jack that you can find at the Vella Cheese Factory in the town of Sonoma.
In high school after water polo or swim practice, my supplements weren’t vitamins or energy drinks; it was cheese, fries and Dr. Pepper. On my way home from school, I’d stop off first at the local deli and pick up a half pound of jack cheese, then stop next at the Dairy Bell for a large bag of French fries along with a large Dr. Pepper. All of this would be long gone by the time I reached home on my bike. Strangely a few hours later I would then devour dinner.
One of the highlights of visiting France and Italy is the abundance of artisan cheeses. Barbara and I have enjoyed many informal lunches in Europe that were composed of a local cheese, fresh baked bread accompanied by a local wine; nothing can beat this, especially if you are zooming through the countryside on a train, sitting out in a Piazza or just lounging on the veranda of your overnight accommodations watching life below. As a result of my first trip to France, I picked up two really great books on the topic: Cheese Primer by Steven Jenkins – Workman Publishing & French Cheeses by Eyewitness Handbooks.
Living in Sonoma County, it’s easy to take for granted the number of small, local purveyors of fine artisanal cheese. The one pictured here comes from the Joe Matos Cheese Factory in Santa Rosa, located just south of Todd Road on Llano Road. There you can buy direct, this wonderful cow’s milk Cheese called St. Jorge named after the Portuguese island in the Azores where the Matos family comes from. This cheese is dense but not what I would consider dry, with flavors that are dusty, sharp and nutty, a cross between a good jack and a sharp cheddar. What I like about this cheese is its versatility; not only can you enjoy it by itself with a glass of wine, this cheese melts really well and is great for pizza’s or grilled cheese sandwiches. I especially enjoy it on a Croque Monsieur.
If you weren’t already, I hope this has Inspired you to become a cheese head like me!
Bon Appetite!