Today was a big day in Scotty's life...one day he'll look back on this day and tell all of his friends, "On May 3rd, 2010, my life changed forever. Because on that day, I tried cheese for the first time."
Considering his genetic background, it would have been virtually impossible for him to shy away from a chunk of Camembert or a slice of Stilton. With a foot in both Wisconsin and Illinois and his father's undying love for it, cheese is practically Scotty's birthright.
I wasn't sure what kind of cheese would be appropriate for Scotty's big introduction, so I poured over several baby food books as well as the cheese selection at Whole Foods for a couple of hours. Would he like a nice Roquefort, Jarlsberg, or provolone? What about goats' milk cheeses? Or a quiet Swiss? I steered clear of anything moldy or unpastuerized and finally settled on what I thought was a good meshing of Brian's and my culture backgrounds: a gentle Kilaree cheddar hailing from the rolling green hills of Ireland. Brian loves cheddar and I love Ireland, so it seemed like the perfect compromise.
And Scotty loved it, too. It took a few bites for him to acclimate to the new texture and taste, but in the end, a cheesehead was born.
Considering his genetic background, it would have been virtually impossible for him to shy away from a chunk of Camembert or a slice of Stilton. With a foot in both Wisconsin and Illinois and his father's undying love for it, cheese is practically Scotty's birthright.
I wasn't sure what kind of cheese would be appropriate for Scotty's big introduction, so I poured over several baby food books as well as the cheese selection at Whole Foods for a couple of hours. Would he like a nice Roquefort, Jarlsberg, or provolone? What about goats' milk cheeses? Or a quiet Swiss? I steered clear of anything moldy or unpastuerized and finally settled on what I thought was a good meshing of Brian's and my culture backgrounds: a gentle Kilaree cheddar hailing from the rolling green hills of Ireland. Brian loves cheddar and I love Ireland, so it seemed like the perfect compromise.
And Scotty loved it, too. It took a few bites for him to acclimate to the new texture and taste, but in the end, a cheesehead was born.
Once again, cautious Bear
What the...?
Here goes nothing...
Oh god! What is this?
Chewing...chewing...chewing...
Hey! That's mighty tasty!
More please!
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