We've beat every other topic into the ground. It was either that or Algebra equations. Or, the benefits of a good enema.

Sorry, thread topic boredom set in for a moment.

So, cheese?  No?

Get it...cheese...photography?  No

Ok, I'm just lamely trying to be like BCG

I bought a block of white cheddar yesterday and it was the worst cheese ever. I took it back to the store and got a refund

I'm allergic to Swiss cheese It gives me hives....

BUt I love it SOOOOOOOOOO much that I eat it on days where I don't plan on going anywhere and then I am miserable with hives for hours


Oh but I DO love STRING CHEESE!!!

*goes to the refrigerator to get her string cheese*

DO NOT TRY frumunda cheese.

I recently tried "Drunken Goat," and it was amazing.  They take a very nice feta cheese and soak it in red wine. 

Mmmm, intoxicated farm animals.

while i do like natural rind cheeses such asaromes au gene de marc or maconnais topped with chopped muscat raisins, i prefer velveta.

As long as it's yellow.  Can't deal with the white cheeses (too soft) except for the one they put in lasagne.

I once ate a whole pack of string cheese on a movie set.... still kinda sick from that!

Stilton. Perfect blend of bug and cow.

The cast:

      CUSTOMER
          John Cleese
      WENSLYDALE
          Michael Palin

The sketch:

      Customer walks in the Henry Wenslydale's Cheese shop and walks past the bazouki player.

      Customer: Good Morning.

      Wenslydale: Good morning, Sir. Welcome to the National Cheese Emporium!

      Customer: Ah, thank you, my good man.

      Wenslydale: What can I do for you, Sir?

      Customer: Well, I was, uh, sitting in the public library on Thurmon Street just now, skimming through "Rogue Herrys" by Hugh Walpole, and I suddenly came over all peckish.

      Wenslydale: Peckish, sir?

      Customer: Esuriant.

      Wenslydale: Eh?

      Customer: 'Ee, Ah wor 'ungry-loike!

      Wenslydale: Ah, hungry!

      Customer: In a nutshell. And I thought to myself, "a little fermented curd will do the trick," so, I curtailed my Walpoling activites, sallied forth, and infiltrated your place of purveyance to negotiate the vending of some cheesy comestibles!

      Wenslydale: Come again?

      Customer: I want to buy some cheese.

      Wenslydale: Oh, I thought you were complaining about the bazouki player!

      Customer: Oh, heaven forbid: I am one who delights in all manifestations of the Terpsichorean muse!

      Wenslydale: Sorry?

      Customer: 'Ooo, Ah lahk a nice tuune, 'yer forced too!

      Wenslydale: So he can go on playing, can he?

      Customer: Most certainly! Now then, some cheese please, my good man.

      Wenslydale: (lustily) Certainly, sir. What would you like?

      Customer: Well, eh, how about a little red Leicester.

      Wenslydale: I'm, a-fraid we're fresh out of red Leicester, sir.

      Customer: Oh, never mind, how are you on Tilsit?

      Wenslydale: I'm afraid we never have that at the end of the week, sir, we get it fresh on Monday.

      Customer: Tish tish. No matter. Well, stout yeoman, four ounces of Caerphilly, if you please.

      Wenslydale: Ah! It's beeeen on order, sir, for two weeks. Was expecting it this morning.

      Customer: 'T's Not my lucky day, is it? Aah, Bel Paese?

      Wenslydale: Sorry, sir.

      Customer: Red Windsor?

      Wenslydale: Normally, sir, yes. Today the van broke down.

      Customer: Ah. Stilton?

      Wenslydale: Sorry.

      Customer: Ementhal? Gruyere?

      Wenslydale: No.

      Customer: Any Norweigan Jarlsburg, per chance.

      Wenslydale: No.

      Customer: Lipta?

      Wenslydale: No.

      Customer: Lancashire?

      Wenslydale: No.

      Customer: White Stilton?

      Wenslydale: No.

      Customer: Danish Brew?

      Wenslydale: No.

      Customer: Double Goucester?

      Wenslydale: (pause) No.

      Customer: Cheshire?

      Wenslydale: No.

      Customer: Dorset Bluveny?

      Wenslydale: No.

      Customer: Brie, Roquefort, Pol le Veq, Port Salut, Savoy Aire, Saint Paulin, Carrier de lest, Bres Bleu, Bruson?

      Wenslydale: No.

      Customer: Camenbert, perhaps?

      Wenslydale: Ah! We have Camenbert, yessir.

      Customer: (surprised) You do! Excellent.

      Wenslydale: Yessir. It's..ah,.....it's a bit runny...

      Customer: Oh, I like it runny.

      Wenslydale: Well,.. It's very runny, actually, sir.

      Customer: No matter. Fetch hither the fromage de la Belle France! Mmmwah!

      Wenslydale: I...think it's a bit runnier than you'll like it, sir.

      Customer: I don't care how fucking runny it is. Hand it over with all speed.

      Wenslydale: Oooooooooohhh........!

      Customer: What now?

      Wenslydale: The cat's eaten it.

      Customer: (pause) Has he.

      Wenslydale: She, sir.

      (pause)

      Customer: Gouda?

      Wenslydale: No.

      Customer: Edam?

      Wenslydale: No.

      Customer: Case Ness?

      Wenslydale: No.

      Customer: Smoked Austrian?

      Wenslydale: No.

      Customer: Japanese Sage Darby?

      Wenslydale: No, sir.

      Customer: You...do *have* some cheese, don't you?

      Wenslydale: (brightly) Of course, sir. It's a cheese shop, sir. We've got--

      Customer: No no... don't tell me. I'm keen to guess.

      Wenslydale: Fair enough.

      Customer: Uuuuuh, Wensleydale.

      Wenslydale: Yes?

      Customer: Ah, well, I'll have some of that!

      Wenslydale: Oh! I thought you were talking to me, sir. Mister Wensleydale, that's my name.

      (pause)

      Customer: Greek Feta?

      Wenslydale: Uh, not as such.

      Customer: Uuh, Gorgonzola?

      Wenslydale: no

      Customer: Parmesan,

      Wenslydale: no

      Customer: Mozarella,

      Wenslydale: no

      Customer: Paper Cramer,

      Wenslydale: no

      Customer: Danish Bimbo,

      Wenslydale: no

      Customer: Czech sheep's milk,

      Wenslydale: no

      Customer: Venezuelan Beaver Cheese?

      Wenslydale: Not *today*, sir, no.

      (pause)

      Customer: Aah, how about Cheddar?

      Wenslydale: Well, we don't get much call for it around here, sir.

      Customer: Not much ca--It's the single most popular cheese in the world!

      Wenslydale: Not 'round here, sir.

      Customer: {pause}and what IS the most popular cheese 'round hyah?

      Wenslydale: 'Illchester, sir.

      Customer: IS it.

      Wenslydale: Oh, yes, it's staggeringly popular in this manor, squire.

      Customer: Is it.

      Wenslydale: It's our number one best seller, sir!

      Customer: I see. Uuh...'Illchester, eh?

      Wenslydale: Right, sir.

      Customer: All right. Okay. 'Have you got any?' he asked, expecting the answer 'no'.

      Wenslydale: I'll have a look, sir... nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnno.

      Customer: It's not much of a cheese shop, is it?

      Wenslydale: Finest in the district!

      Customer: (annoyed) Explain the logic underlying that conclusion, please.

      Wenslydale: Well, it's so clean, sir!

      Customer: It's certainly uncontaminated by cheese....

      Wenslydale: (brightly) You haven't asked me about Limburger, sir.

      Customer: Would it be worth it?

      Wenslydale: Could be....

      Customer: Have you --SHUT THAT BLOODY BAZOUKI OFF!

      Wenslydale: Told you sir....

      Customer: (slowly) Have you got any Limburger?

      Wenslydale: No.

      Customer: Figures. Predictable, really I suppose. It was an act of purest optimism to have posed the question in the first place. Tell me

      Wenslydale: Yessir?

      Customer: Have you in fact got any cheese here at all.

      Wenslydale: Yes,sir.

      Customer: Really?

      (pause) Wenslydale: No. Not really, sir.

      Customer: You haven't.

      Wenslydale: Nosir. Not a scrap. I was deliberately wasting your time,sir.

      Customer: Well I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to shoot you.

      Wenslydale: Right-0, sir.

      The customer takes out a gun and shoots the owner.

      Customer: What a *senseless* waste of human life.

Sonoma Cheese factory - 4 year old aged SHARP!!!!! yellow cheddar.


Simply amazing.

Brian, thanks for the Monty Python sketch.  I at first was annoyed at the long post, but wound up reading and enjoying the whole thing, and was transported back to seeing it for the first time.  Brilliant.  Monty Python, I mean, not you.   Heck, maybe you're brilliant, too.

For the longest time, I avoided cheese.

I didn't want to be a "bald-headed Japanese."

But now that I'm older (but not yet bald), I'll admit.  I am a cheese lover.  Even a lover of cheesy photos for cheesy games...

mmm...Havari and Feta for sure!

MMMmmmmmmmmmmmmm Cheeeeeeeeeeeeeese.

Tomorro I am going to have a cheese omelet.
maybe even minus the omelet.

OMG. I cant be talking about cheese or I will be out of work for weeks.
SAY NO to the cheese, just say No.

my diet is about 50% goat cheese

Roquefort. WONDERFUL
Almost anything made from goat's milk.
A local Croatian favorite, Paski sir, or Pag cheese. From sheep's milk, taste and texture something like a cross between a Parmesean or Grana Padano and Romano.
But nothing beats a great sharp cheddar!

Fresh cheese curds. So fresh that they squeek when you bite them. Yum!

Oh yes..
Cheese..all types ..except cheese possesed and edam.

A good blue stilton left in the airing cupboard where it is warm until it gets soft enough to spread on wheatgerm crackers is my idea of a perfect meal.