I had no idea that there is a place in North America that is French. Euros, overly-voweled language, garlic-encrusted baguettes (probably), the works. The islands of St Pierre and Miquelon were settled by the French back before people of the requisite paleness had laid claim to everything, and perhaps because it’s at the arse-end of nowhere (a very picturesque nowhere, it has to be said) it was never disputed by people who like their cheese like they like their democracy – petro-chemical based.
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And somehow your cheese isn’t? What do your cows eat, carbon dioxide? I’ll bet they eat much the same as ours: corn and soybeans. European farmers aren’t magic. They still have to feed their cows with something. Not everything in Europe is grown organically.
Mind you it’s not good that we do this, don’t get me wrong.
The difference I was alluding to is that American cheese tastes like it skips that troublesome cow step and is made directly from the oil derivatives
Where were you buying cheese in the US? If you are referring to “American” cheese, that yellow-orange vinyl-looking stuff, in Europe you wouldn’t be allowed to even label such food as cheese. That stuff is in fact just whipped and dried grease. If you were to try and sell that in Europe, the best the label could say would be something like “cheese-like” or “cheese-substitute”.
There is actually awesome cheese available all over, it’s just that for some reason a lot of Americans have never tasted it or wouldn’t know what it was if it bit them on the *ss.
Very true – we were always quite fond of the cheese counter at Whole Foods, though it always irked me that some of the expensive fancy cheeses there would just be some cheese in the UK
There’s probably another post in here, but I was always struck by the division in food, where you could get the very best and the very worst (twinkies, anyone?), but very little in-between.