“It won the Oscar of cheeses” Lavonya told us, describing a Wisconsin cheddar. Lavonya was standing in for the Maitre de Fromage at the Gaylord National last night, and did an excellent job. That girl knows her cheeses.
Four of us were guests of the hotel, eating at their Hickory steakhouse. The restaurant has its own cheese room, allowing it to keep a wide variety of stinky, blue, sheep, goat and triple cream cheeses at just the right temperature. Lavonya (“it rhymes with lasagna”) talked us through our choices with considerable verve. We opted for a sheep milk cheese from France, a blue cheese from Wisconsin, an English Stilton, a stinker from France and the star of the show–the aged cheddar from Wisconsin. The cheese was served with bread, chutney, dried apricots and almonds and I was so over excited I forgot to take a photo.
Steve, a New Yorker with a step father from Derry, an extraordinary interest in the fortunes of Man City, and and an equally astonishing knowledge of the properties and background of the steaks we ordered, was our server. He sang the praises of Harris Ranch beef and told us about the pampered life of the cows. The only thing they seem to lack is the ability to choose a life partner from outside their own community. And of course their stories don’t end well…but they do look magnificent on the plate and taste even better on the palate.
You can read more about the cheese at the Gaylord here