Thorpe’s anthology lacks the pretention of other cheese anthologies that I have read. For instance, rather than pontificating about the most appropriate cheese-making technique, Thorpe personifies cheese as a living, living breathing entity. (Although not part of her cheese tour, she classifies Velveeta and Kraft Singles as “flacid”—that mental image just makes me giggle!) Furthermore, the cheese-makers she encounters along her journey truly love their craft and believe that mediocre cheeses, whether “artisanal” or mass-produced, should not be the norm. (Sorry, Kraft!!)
The many vignettes and Thorpe’s personal ‘cheese notes’ are dispersed throughout the text. For instance, Thorpe meets a 40-something cheese-maker from Dallas, TX who was kicked out of the Junior League because she faltered on her volunteering duties. (Personally, I think this chic had her priorities in order, and shame on the Dallas’ Jr. League for not realizing she could have brought those delicious cheeses to the meetings!! Foolish ladies.) Thorpe’s anthology is a testament that many large-scale manufacturers who really do care about the consumers’ taste buds, and not all factory produced cheeses are necessarily inferior products. So, cheese snobs, put your noses down and open your minds (and taste buds) to some of these delicious varieties.
If ever there was a book about cheese porn, Liz Thorpe has written it. Her vivid descriptions paint a vivid picture of the American landscape in which lovely, unpredictable cheeses are created. Using descriptors like splotchy,stinky, drippy, sexy,masculine, dark, globby, she reminds us that food today is so gluey, so over-processed that we often can't taste the terroir, 'the soul of the place,' the connection to the land. Our country definitely has reached a conundrum in which rubbery, tasteless blocks of cheese have become our norm. But, as illustrated by Thorpe, cheese does not have to be a predictable, processed blob. There is hope for the future of food, and Thorpe has the stories to prove it.
If Thorpe ever needs a travel companion on her next National Cheese Tour (or any cheese tour, for that matter), I am her girl. Her love of cheese, wine, and more cheese have helped me realize that no one, myself included, should ever settle for mediocre cheese.