There’s a little place in New Hope, PA that serves a baked brie with raspberry sauce which is the best thing I’ve ever tasted in my life.
Unfortunately, it’s extremely rich and ater the first few bites I feel like I’m going to hurl if I eat anymore… but ohh, I always want to so baaad… mmmmm…
Here’s another brie lover! My partner turned me onto the many varieties that cheese can be. For most of my life I thought there were only two types; cheddar and swiss. Then my palette got educated! whoopie
It’s ok, but blue brie (Cambozola) & peppered brie are gorgeous. I prefer Roquefort (blue, ewe’s milk cheese) to all other takers.
:: curses lack of brie in house as the garlic with crusty bread option sounds very tasty right now, thanks Scarlett - one updated shopping list coming right up ::
Love good brie, but it’s damned hard to find a good one. Even some labeled “triple cream” is tasteless. Every once in a while it is possible to find a nice raw milk brie at just the right age. Luscious.
Loooooove Brie! All warm, fresh from thr oven with a filo crust. Mmmmmm. With little toasty bits to smear it on and a juicy, ripe pear? Can’t get much better than that!
I’m gonna pretend I didn’t hear that, Rasa, so I can keep up my sterling image of you.
Brie’s all right, especially, as mentioned, with bread and wine. I also hate the rind, though.
Rasa, a little violent illness is a small price to pay for the exquisite glory that is Eating Cheese. Come on, do you want to be a slave to your body, or do you want to live?
when I first read this I almost had a heart attack. too disgusted to say anything. I’m glad to know that you don’t have anything personal against cheese, but I’ll have to agree with woodstockbirdybird on this issue. Cheese is worth being violently ill. Mmm… cheese.