LAURA CHENEL TAUPINIÈRE
Taupinière
means “molehill” in French, and describes the truncated-column shape of this ash-gray California cheese from Sonoma. When fully ripe, this cheese is forthright and honest about is goaty origins. Not for the faint of heart! At its perfect point of readiness, it is tart and cakey in the center and runny and tasty on the outside. Serve with grapes and crusty sourdough.
AOC CHEESES
The French system of Appellation d’Origine Controlée, or AOC, regulates the production and labeling of certain food products with ties to specific geographic regions in France. Currently, there are thirty-eight cheeses bearing an AOC label, as well as numerous wines, several butters, olives and olive oils, and a lentil.
The producers of any product with a distinctive history, a recognizable style of production, and firm roots in the agricultural traditions of any region in France can organize to apply for an AOC label. If they are successful, the use of a particular name will be reserved exclusively for those producers and products adhering to strict production guidelines. The right to use this name is legally protected, and violators can be prosecuted for fraud.
The
AOC system was originally conceived as a means of regulating the production and labeling of wines. The wine trade had traditionally been awash in fraud and adulterated products, but at the turn of the nineteenth century, the explosion of the Champagne trade generated particularly intense rivalries among the vineyardists and vintners of the Marne and the Aube, both of whom tried to claim exclusive use of the name “Champagne.” By 1911, there were widespread riots and mass resignations of local governmental officials across northeast France. To prevent a
recurrence of violence, after the First World War the National Assembly set in place the centralized structure of the AOC system. Other countries, such as Italy and Spain, followed suit and enacted similar (though not as thorough and far-reaching) legislation to protect their own national food products. Even the United States has enacted some laws regulating the labeling of certain American wines.
AOC regulations are typically quite detailed. For cheeses, they specify the species and breed of animal, frequency of milking, type and minimum acres of pasturage, kind of hay or other supplemental feed, as well as myriad details of the cheese-making process itself, such as the temperature to which the curd is heated; how the curd is cut, ladled, and pressed or drained; the washing or inoculation of the rind; the material on which the cheese is aged; and the frequency of turning.
The AOC system helps consumers reliably identify great wines, cheeses, and other foods. It also plays a vital role in preserving traditional rural industries and communities, and helps to sustain a diverse population of animals and plants that might not otherwise be considered economically viable.
In the seventies, the cheese section was certainly smaller, especially as far as the lesser-known French cheeses. The artisanal American cheeses weren’t there at all. We had only six or seven goat cheeses. It was so different how people bought cheese then. People would come in and buy one pound of Dill Havarti, two pounds of Cheddar, and a half pound of Brie. That’s what they would serve before their dinner party—they’d plunk down pounds of cheese. Now, customers are more discerning.
—FRIEDA
AOC Cheese Plate
VALENÇAY
You will be delighted by the unique look of this small, ash-covered truncated pyramid, but it is the flavor that will utterly seduce you. This cheese is wonderful consumed when young and moist, as well as when it is aged. Young, it is very white inside and delicate in flavor; as it ages, the outer edge of the cheese becomes softer and darker while the core remains firm, providing contrasts in flavor as well as texture.
OSSAU-IRATY
Made in both pasteurized and raw-milk versions, Ossau-Iraty, from the Pyrénées region, is a firm and smooth-textured Basque sheep’s-milk cheese sold in fifteen-pound wheels. We carry a pasteurized type called Istara that has a smooth, warm flavor—an instant crowd-pleaser. We also sell a handmade raw-milk Ossau-Iraty under the name Vallée d’Aspe. It has a slightly gamey scent, and the flavor is sweet, heavy, and a little more pungent than that of its pasteurized cousin.
BLEU D’AUVERGNE
Rich and soft, Bleu d’Auvergne is a flavorful, sharp blue that is not overly salty (as is the case with so many other blues). Even though this raw-cow’s-milk blue is usually factory made, it has a unique clean tang that contrasts nicely with many other flavors.
BEAUFORT
The Beaufort
d’eté
(summer Beaufort) or
d’alpage
(made in the mountains) are the ones to look for. This moist, firm alpine cheese made from raw cow’s milk has a grassy, flowery flavor that is beautifully balanced by its smooth texture. Perhaps more than any other, this cheese
has a lingering flavor—you can still taste summer in an alpine meadow more than five minutes after eating it. It is made in enormous wheels that use the entire day’s milking from a herd of forty-five cows.
Beaufort is a fabulous melter.
THE
CHEESE AND
SOURDOUGH CONNECTION
In my spare time, I like to read up on the cheeses we offer at the Cheese Board. Last fall I was reading about
Parmigiano-Reggiano. One day while replenishing the Cheese Board’s sourdough starter to be used in our next day of dough making, I was suddenly struck by the similarity of technique between making sourdough bread and making certain cheeses. In each case, you reserve a portion of natural starter to be used for future bread or cheese making. At that moment, the connection between bread and cheese became crystal clear to me.
Parmigiano-Reggiano has been made in the same ritualistic manner for at least eight hundred years. It has a DOC status (much like the French AOC designation), which ensures the continuation of the ancient method of cheese making. Each requirement—origin and method of manufacture, time of year made, kind of milk, brining and aging techniques—culminates in a amazingly noble seventy-five-pound wheel of cheese.
Recently, I stayed after hours at the Cheese Board to watch a 2½-year-old Rocca Parmigiano-Reggiano be opened by one of my coworkers. The entire outside rind was stamped in vertical rows with the words
Parmigiano-Reggiano.
The date of the cheese making and where it was made were also included in an oval stamp on the side of the wheel. The rind of a Parmigiano is thick and hard, so Dan scored the center with a razor blade. Then, following his scoring with a very sharp knife, he made a one-inch cut around the fat center of the cheese. Finally, he turned the wheel onto its side, took a cheese wire, and placed it in the one-inch crevasse. With good leverage and bracing, he gracefully drew the wire through the wheel of cheese. The halves fell away from each other, and we both grabbed a cheese plane to slice off and taste a piece of the newly opened wheel.
At times like this I feel so lucky. In the Midwest, where I grew up, the only kind of Parmesan cheese we ever had came in a green can. We would sprinkle it on spaghetti, pizza, and sometimes salad. I had no idea that this was a feeble imitation of a dignified cheese. That yellow, powdery, salty cheese is unrecognizable as true Parmigiano. The opened wheel was golden inside and tasted like fruit and meadows. Its texture was hard and grainy, but when we tasted it, the pâte melted in our mouths. I am filled with respect for the cheese makers who for centuries have carried on their traditional practices.
What is the connection between Parmigiano-Reggiano and sourdough bread making? There is the obvious one of the use of a saved starter from one day to the next, but less obvious is the lesson in history that you receive from tasting the finished product. There is historical continuity in the simple act of making bread and cheese, and this is peacefully satisfying.
—Cathy
EPOISSES DE BOURGOGNE
Almost lost forever after World War I, this sticky, pungent soft cheese is a deep mahogany red-brown in color and creamy and sweet on the inside. Originally created in the sixteenth century by Cistercian monks, its distinctive coloration is a result of frequent washings by hand that encourage the local bacteria to spread and grow. During the final days of the
affinage
(aging process), the small rounds are washed in Marc de Bourgogne, a spirit of the region. When well ripened, this cheese should be soft to the touch and fill its round spruce container.
I really enjoy the interaction with the customer. Working the cheese counter is a
very
different thing than baking; it’s all about being gracious with the customer and being available to them.
—MARTHA
Wednesday-Morning Cheese Plate
LE LINGOT DU QUERCY
This French raw-goat’s-milk cheese looks like a rectangular piece from a children’s miniature play set of wooden blocks. It is pale gold in color and has a slightly wrinkled, edible soft skin. When young, it is a firm, cakelike cheese with a subtly sweet flavor of grass and blossoms. Aged, it becomes increasingly soft, verging on liquescent. As this happens, the flowery sweetness is overtaken by an almost caramel-like flavor.
TOMME DU LÉVEZOU
Made by the same French cooperative that makes the Lingot, this cheese is a hard, aged raw-sheep’s-milk round. It has a dusty gray exterior that, when sliced, reveals a white interior that is slightly flaky and grainy. The cheese doesn’t immediately reveal itself when eaten, but it has a long, slow buildup that surprises and rewards with a gentle authority of flavor.
AFFIDELICES AU CHABLIS
The gentle cousin of Epoisses. Also French, this is a cow’s-milk cheese that is washed with Chablis, which causes the rind to become a deep red-brown in color. When perfectly ripened, it should be eaten with a spoon, which is why it comes in a small, round wooden box that it is almost impossible to remove from. The flavor of Affidelices stops short of the musky funkiness of its other relatives from Alsace, but it delivers a potent briny hit with a sensuous texture. Perfect with a baguette.
VENTO D’ESTATE
This is a hard, dense cheese from the Veneto region of Italy. Vento d’Estate (which means “summer’s wind”) is aged in a barrel packed with hay. It is made with a variety of milks, and we have never quite figured out what determines the milk selection, the cheese maker’s whim or availability. (Its label states that it is either cow’s or sheep’s milk, with goat cultures.) Whatever the composition, it is a memorable cheese with a high, bright flavor and sweet-wine overtones. Its straw-colored, lopsided roundish shape, covered in wisps of hay, has a rustic appeal. This cheese is good with a wheat bread like the
Suburban
or drizzled with Italian olive oil.
EVERY WEDNESDAY MORNING
Every Wednesday morning, I ready my box cutter, pens, and stickers and start unpacking wooden crates and cardboard boxes from the United States, France, Italy, England, Portugal, Canada, and Spain. I lift out handmade cheeses from farms and small towns thousand of miles away. I love reading the labels and imagining the far-off places the cheeses come from, like the Majorero, a Spanish goat cheese made on the Canary Islands off the coast of Africa. Each cheese comes with a story, sometimes from a recent era, other times rooted in the past, even in antiquity. For example,
Azeitão, a Portuguese sheep’s-milk cheese, was made in Roman times and is still curdled with an infusion made from nettles rather than the usual rennet.
Some labels make for very good reading, such as that of
Abbaye de Tamié, a semisoft washed-rind cheese from France. The waxed-paper wrapping surrounding it recounts the entire history of its makers, an order of monks, starting from the founding of the monastery by a grateful count centuries ago. I have often been so swept up by the contents of a shipment that I’ve wasted precious time on busy morning shifts trying to decipher labels with coworkers, using our rusty high-school French or Italian.
The cheeses that interest me the most are the ones with lumpy, hoary, mold-encrusted exteriors, such as
Brin d’Amour, a sheep’s-milk cheese from Corsica that is covered with rosemary and overgrown with a mold so hairy that it looks like a cashmere sweater. The scarier-looking a cheese, the more interesting I find it. Sadly, an increasing number of traditional cheeses are coming into the store interred in Cryovac, with no possibility of breathing, an essential requirement for cheese.
As I open the boxes, different scents float up and mingle with the smells of bread baking from the nearby ovens. Each cheese has a different bouquet, and the aromas range from sweet to grassy to downright funky barnyard. The odor of a cheese, interestingly enough, does not always predict its taste. A strong-smelling Munster may actually be mild and flowery in flavor, belying its industrial-strength gaminess on the nose.
Some of the cheeses we receive are made from the milk of very small herds of animals and are not easily available, even in their own country of origin. One such cheese is
Bleu de Termignon, from the Rhône Alps in France. Made by one farmer from the milk of a herd of only nine cows, it is a crumbly white cheese, lightly edged with a naturally occurring blue mold. The mold in this cheese is not injected into the interior as it is in most blues, but allowed to settle on the exterior and grow inward by itself. Another is
Hoch Ybrig, a Swiss cow’s-milk cheese imported by a passionate cheese enthusiast in Florida. This firm mountain cheese is made from raw milk and has sweet combinations of flavor that linger for an exceptionally long time on the tongue.
Then there are all the new cheeses, many of which are local. It is gratifying to see these brand-new creations arrive. The cheeses are often wonderful from the start, and it is fun to observe how they change as their makers gain knowledge and have the time and resources to experiment with and age their new creations. One such new cheese is
Point Reyes Original Blue from Marin County, California, which has a unique buttermilk flavor underlying a blue bite that is faintly reminiscent of another domestic great,
Maytag Blue. (This isn’t too surprising, as the cheese maker helping to develop this blue came to Marin County from Iowa, where he worked in the Maytag factory.)
The most fun and exciting moments are when I get to unpack cheeses that I’ve never seen before. Our purveyors comb the countrysides of the Old World and the New, searching for novel and traditional cheeses to market. When a cheese is introduced to us, we all try to taste it and comment on it. Hopefully, the cheese is at its best at that moment, because first impressions determine whether or not clerks will offer the cheese for tastes at the counter.
When I unpack the crates of cheese, the feeling is like that of a hurried version of Christmas morning. As with everything else at the Cheese Board, doing a task in a detailed manner is balanced against doing it efficiently. I have to finish unpacking the order. It is time to date the cheeses, price and label them, and put them away. I am always amazed that an hour and a half has passed so quickly, and it is now time to wait on customers. I get to tell them all about the new lovelies we have just received, and offer tastes of my favorites.
—Ursula