Thursday, February 25, 2010

Ode to Brie

Oh, Brie, how beloved, and yet so disdained,
How sad to behold thy shame-faced pain.
Is't thy fair skin of mildew that turns them away,
or the taste of shoe sweat that keeps them at bay?
And how could you not gain the cheese connoisseur
To defend at your side with the greatest demur,
When opponents sidestep thy creamy delight
For something more banal, like muenster in white?
Yet Gruyere out won thee, when placed on his tongue,
And thy glory for one connoisseur fell unsung.
Oh, Brie, so beloved, and yet so disdained,
The masses shan't love thee while embracing mundane.

This is an original work (no, really?) dedicated to the Pop, Cheese Connoisseur in (almost) every respect.


  1. I am laughing so hard. First about the cheese poetry- I love cheese in all forms, but especially the stinky ones no one else cares for like bleu and goat. Yum. Also, your shirtless encounter in your second life is a classic. It's kind of like those dreams where you are naked.

  2. I LOVE Brie!!! It is one of Hubs and my favorites!
    Wrap it in tinfoil and bake it in the oven on low heat, and spread it on crusty bread with baked buttery garlic cloves. So delicious!

    Great poem, for those Brie haters!


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