behold the power of cheese

As many of you may know, I love cheese. Now, I must clarify that I refer not to catchy but vapid pop music, or to bad romantic comedies (though I do love both genres), but to the dairy product.

However, my cheese loves are quite specific. Pepper cheese? No. Spreadable cheese? Generally, no (except cream cheese/neufchatel, which I don't even consider cheese really). Spray cheese? Ew. To be honest, the kind of cheese that I really love is white and soft (though again, not usually spreadable). There's nothing I love better than a mild white cheddar, or a good farmer. My favorite cheese is actually embarrassingly low-class - it's a widely available supermarket white cheddar in Britain known as Cathedral City, slightly sharper than your average mild cheddar, which is COMPLETELY AWESOME. (I discovered it during my first trip to Oxford with my parents at 15, and ever since I eat it like a mofo every time I'm in the UK.) This white mild cheese category of course includes mozzarella and parmesan, both of which I love in the proper contexts; parmesan belongs in grated form on top of things, while mozzarella is slightly more versatile, working well in several variant forms (pizza, string cheese, or just sliced on crackers).

What brings on this sudden cheese fervor? Possibly the fact that I finally bit the bullet and joined my local co-op yesterday, just because I found myself going there to get cheese and crackers for the second time this week. And they do have an awesome selection of cheeses, from English to Italian to French to Swiss to American...I picked up a nice raw goat's milk mild Wisconsin cheddar that went beautifully on the hippie organic version of Wheat Thins they sell there. (Earlier in the week I got a nice Irish sharp cheddar, which came in the awesomest wax rind-thing.)

In sadder news, rathershady and courters28, it looks like I won't be able to make it to your CO wedding. Between having to book on such late notice and the cost of airflight out of Cedar Rapids (which is RIDICULOUS), I just don't think I can afford it...The cheapest I could find that didn't get in at the buttcrack of the night was close to $600. D: I meant to tell you a couple of days ago but have been hella busy with classes and such.

Also, happy birthday to lordtravis!

Edit: I will leave y'all with a mildly amusing IRC conversation I had a while back:

For those of you innocents wondering what mpreg is, wonder no more!

jokersama: http://community.livejournal.com/mmmpreg/profile I feel so horrible having this visible on my comm list BUT
jokersama: BUT
jokersama: BUT
yoshitsune: ...ooh, I need to add that! :D
yoshitsune: dude, kotobuki tarako is THE SHIT
* yoshitsune still feels weird going to buy "love pistols" at prairie lights though
yoshitsune: that's where I get all my yaoi
yoshitsune: I think I'm the reason they get in like every new june/blu/other yaoi publisher release EVER
yoshitsune: >_>
* angrybabble eyes yosi for buying cartoon gay porn at prairie lights
yoshitsune: well, I'm not gonna buy it at the COMIC SHOP
yoshitsune: besides, I've gotten to the point where it doesn't skeeve me out unless it's something like sex pistols XD
yoshitsune: nothing like a half-naked jaguar furry guy on the cover to make you feel self-conscious!
jokersama: look, man
jokersama: as you said
jokersama: KOTOBUKI TARAKO IS AWESOME
jokersama: NONE OF THIS SHAME
yoshitsune: YEAH
yoshitsune: and besides, I mean, it's not like it's a half-naked PREGNANT jaguar furry guy on the cover XD
yoshitsune: (sadly this is possible in kotobuki's world)
jokersama: god, yosi, you filthy mpreg-lover
yoshitsune: dude, you know you love it too
yoshitsune: I should write a book
yoshitsune: "sex pistols: or, how I learned to stop worrying and love the mpreg"