After our hike up the hill and through the market, we stopped into Lucy’s favorite fromagerie. Y’all. The smell in this store was amazing. If you LOVE cheese. I’m not sure what you’d have thought if you didn’t love cheese. Because it was pretty cheesy.
The kinds, and variations, and subtleties, and colors, and smells – it was overwhelming in a perfectly overwhelming way.
I’m super partial to chèvre and I could have spent the afternoon and a week’s worth of calories tasting the many different varieties in the shop.
That bright red cheese was washed in red wine TWICE A DAY for however long it took to get that color. Amazing, right? The care and love that went into it!
Look through the case to the orange cheese being cut – it’s orange by natural cheese making process – not by food dye. Many of the cheeses we sampled aren’t available in the States because of the FDA import rules. They either don’t adhere to the “standards” of process (i.e. they are made the old fashioned way) or they are too delicate to make it through the long, complicated, burden of an import system. My heart hurt a little bit every time I based an amazing new-to-me cheese and was then told I’d not eat it again until my next trip.
The middle row were all different kinds of soft cheeses in the brie (as we know it) variety. I love brie. I love just about any brand that I can get my hands on. This brie blew them out of the water.
And the displays were just beautiful! The cheese rinds all told a story of the creation and origination of that piece – including that really bright green guy in the top right corner. I don’t know what his story is, though.
While we waited for our order to be gathered, cut and packaged, Lucy and the attendants gave us a super quick run down of the different kinds. I just wish I’d videoed it!!!