I've always been weird about cheese. I won't eat it on sandwiches or burgers, with two exceptions: Big Boy Hamburgers and Big Macs. I can eat those with cheese not problem. I don't like it on salads and I can't ever bear the odor of mac and cheese. On the other hand, I love cheese on pizza but not as a topping on other Italian foods. Love it in Mexican food. I love goat cheese on crackers but not most other cheeses, and I never eat cheese by itself.
Being in culinary school, the quality of the food we're using is vastly superior to what you find in a grocery store, so I'm a lot more open to trying things I would usually avoid. And that happened today at The Cheese Store of Beverly Hills. It's an amazing place.
Cheese, cheese and more cheese:
Also oils, an olive bar and wine:
Big old wheel of Parmigiano Reggiano with the official stamp:
We got to try a bunch of different cheeses. My favorite of the day was a locally sourced Burrata served with muffelata, olive oil and balsamic vinegar:
French goat cheese with Italian sun-dried tomatoes:
Sheep's milk cheese from Sardinia, shot through with truffles:
Prosciutto of the Gods:
The beautifully refurbished 1938 "Ferrari red" slicer:
Cheese boards in the $30-$35 range:
Cheese stone, $75:
I'm not sure what this is, but it's $700: