• Philly Bierfest Ticket Giveaway

    Lovers, let me tell you about the Edgar Allen Poe Cheese Cave and Pennsylvania Cider Bar! It’s part of Philly Bierfest (@phillybierfest) this Saturday, February 25, 2017 at the German Society in Philadelphia — a mere hop from the Edgar Allen Poe house. Be still, my telltale heart. I’ll be there signing copies of Di Bruno Bros. House […]

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    Philly Bierfest Ticket Giveaway

  • Behold Vermont Creamery’s St. Albans

    St. Albans appeared on my stoop for Valentine’s. When I opened the door, it slipped into my house like a little fox. It’s quick like that, sleek too. Look at its velvet surface, the way it sleeps curled in its bed. Enchanting, isn’t it? I have always loved how Vermont Creamery presents its cheeses. Credit […]

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    Behold Vermont Creamery’s St. Albans

  • Provolone Five Ways

    January friends, the days are full of gray light. Chez Madame Fromage, I have been writing from dawn to dusk on a new project, finding solace in Provolone. Today, as I cut myself a slice and fished some Castelvetrano olives out of a jar, I fell into a little reverie. This Provolone was cracked open back in October. […]

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    Provolone Five Ways

Artful Cheese Boards from Artifaqt

I am a sucker for the hand-hewn. You know this. I like cheeses that are cut and shaped by hand. Ideally, I like to buy them from the maker’s hands directly at a farm or farmers’ market. I also have a thing for hand-made knives and cheese boards. Maybe this is because I am a […]

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Pairings: Alpine Cheese and An Old Fashioned

One of my favorite drinks in The New Cocktail Hour — the recent book I wrote with my brother André — has to be the Old Fashioned. Its flavor profile is aromatic, earthy, and sweet-spicy, thanks to a mix of whiskey or brandy, bitters, sugar, and orange peel. That, friends, is a true Old Fashioned, the first cocktail […]

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How to Talk to a Cheesemonger

Every week, people tell me that they are too intimidated to shop at cheese counters. Because they feel unschooled in the world of dairy, they buy shrink-wrapped wedges from the cold case, carefully avoiding the eyes of the cheesemonger. As one man told me recently, “It’s like dealing with a sommelier. I feel so inadequate!” […]

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