Friday, 11 December 2009

Day eleven

Ye Olde Amsterdam

"Dans le port d’Amsterdam, Y a des marins qui chantent, Les rêves qui les hantent, Au large d’Amsterdam"
As Jacque Brel sang this opening line which is transcripted for David Bowie as;

"In the port of Amsterdam there's a sailor who sings, of the dreams that he brings from the wide open sea."

But why must that sailor dream of beauts from afar when one of the worlds nicest cheeses can be found right on the portstep. Old Amsterdam is blissful, in a world where every cheese blogger and critique, strive to find new strange, quirky, runny, smelly cheese. I'm talking bout you stinking bishop, maybe one day you'll be up here. But for now we shall just bask in the aforementioned cheese's classic glory. Old Amsterdam is a Gouda that has been aged for 18 months or longer. And the 18 months is well worth the wait. With a richly nutty taste and cool black rind what is there not to like. Even the adverts just ooze class.

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