I'm down here in SoCal for the holidays, hanging out with my wonderful friends, Brian and Justin for the day. No visit to LA would be complete without a trip to the Beverly Hills Cheese Store. There were many imported butters to peruse (including goat milk) and of course, I picked up a Camembert de Normandie, but I discovered what I thought to be impossible. Buried underneath Berthaut's Epoisses de Bourgogne was a plain round box. Instantly suspicious, I opened it up. A rich, stinky, ultra-barnyardy odor issued forth. It was labeled "Epoisses Affine" with a miniscule sticker. "Hmmmm," I thought. Could it be possible? Could a raw milk Epoisses have possibly reached our shores?
When my turn with the cheesemonger came up, I asked her, "Is this raw milk?" She furtively nodded yes. Needless to say, I bought the rest of the stock (there were only two). A review will soon follow.
Posted by connie at December 23, 2003 05:18 PM | TrackBack