January 24, 2011
Recently I got a bit of flack from one of my Utah relatives over my post observing Utahisms that I notice whenever I am in town. I even got a call from my brother who ribbed me a bit telling me that I shouldn't make fun of Utah when I am a Utah girl. I remember (back when I had never lived outside Utah) feeling offended by non-Utah people bashing Utah when they would come there for college. I'd think "why are you here then? If you don't like it then leave, just don't complain to the locals for heavens sake!" Now I understand a bit more about where they are coming from. I still don't think you should poop where you live. Having lived in many places I think you should always look for what is good about your place of residence. Especially when you are among the natives. But his statement about me being a Utah girl makes me wonder... Am I still a Utahn? It's where I came from and I am proud of that. But I have changed in many ways since I moved away in 1994. I think one of those ways might be cheese related. Would I have evolved in the world of cheese if I had stayed put? Maybe. I can't really say. I can say that I'm grateful that now, my dairy is varied. I recommend branching out. So, now I'm curious, tell me fellow bloggers... what cheese is in your fridge and where are you living? (I promise I won't judge) For the record here are my cheeses: cottage, ricotta, string, swiss, cheddar,velveeta (maybe I shouldn't count that), parmesan, mozzarella, havarti, monterey jack, babybel, laughing cow, cream cheese and we just ran out of gorgonzola!