Last year I discovered something: Cheese is divine. At first I thought it was merely a great accent to salads, but I have learned it can be much, much more: cheese can constitute a meal! I never really thought a world existed beyond the cheese section of my local grocer - still, my shallow elitism caused me to accept nothing less than the finest grade American Gouda, hah! Now I would not deign so much as to gaze in its general direction (...some habits never die). In truth, I am too humble to ever call my self anything more than a cheese patron.
Anyhow...I decided to write this post in response to the recent tasting of a most amazing bleu cheese: a 
Valdeon. I have tried English Stilton and Gorgonzola, but never has a cheese struck the right balance between sweet and salty, mild and strong. Maybe I need to try more bleu cheese before I can make such a judgment, but as of now, Valdeon is my new favorite. I found an article about it in the SanFran Gate, which you can read here (of course I google a cheese soon after after I buy it). I you have a chance to try this delectable bleu (similar, but better as you will find, to its relative, the Spanish Cabrales), nosh away.
For those of you familiar with Philadelphia, I purchased this cheese at Downtown Cheese - the Ardmore Branch. Lucky me, I actually work right behind this fabulous (but relatively expensive) cheese haven in the Ardmore Farmer's Market. Their main store is in the Reading Terminal Market. It has been recognized by Philly publications on numerous occasions, and I have to agree: they only allow the best to pass from their glass cases to the gourmands of Philadelphia.
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