Greetings from Cheese Spring Break.* The conference starts today and I’m already exhausted.
Since I got here on Sunday I have tasted 200+ cheeses, visited two farms, seen one huge cheese factory and a matchingly huge anaerobic digester, eaten two orders of fried cheese curds, and talked to hundreds of other cheese professionals, some sober, some not.
It is exactly what CheeseCon in Wisconsin promised to be.
Best new thing: they did not tell the judges who won the Best of Show. This means, cheesemakers, that if I am acting weird around you, I am just being socially awkward, not that you won the Grand Prize.
P.S. cheese-identified individuals, remember I am doing a reading/tasting at Gloriosos Italian Market in Milwaukee on Sunday at noon. $35 includes book!
*Laurie loves to call it this, but I swear we do not throw necklaces of BabyBel at cows for showing us their udders.