Grownups

are back in charge. Even with cheese. Of course, it's an elitist cheese. 

The long udder

of the Camorra.

And no one said

a thing to me about it.

Roquefort

Messy but informative.

I'd feel worse about this

if Americans weren't making so many kick-ass blue cheeses anymore. But Josh is right: They do not belong anywhere near a burger. 

No end to the evil

the evildoer did. Good thing for Rogue Creamery et al. 

(Filched from the Aristocrats) 

Things are bad

when Velveeta starts to look like cheese. Kraft guy should know it's going for at least five times less than real Cheddar, though. 

Curds

and bailouts. 

Shades of

"Five Easy Pieces." Could be a whole parody here.

Maybe I need to move to America

The prices are much lower out there on Main Street. I'd be happy to pay only 10 percent more when even crappy Kraft Cheddar is 10 bucks a pound now. 

One clear

winner. 

Inside the belly

of the cheese beast. It's harder work than presidenting. 

Sanitary

extinction.

No one can touch

AA Gill. Even when he likes the food. 

Reports of old media's death

may be exaggerated: This is the ultimate locavorism, and they were on it a year ago. Of course, without the limitless pages of the internets, a magazine would have a harder time pulling it off. 

(Filched from a cross between the two) 

I swore off the internets today

but jeebus, does this make you want the old guy in the supermarket to succeed him? 

Maybe I can finally

stock up on some good espresso without having to wait 14 hours. 

San Francisco

at the Seaport. 

(Filched from Eater) 

The hole

big enough to drive a semi through: What the hell do they taste like? (And what might "cheddar asiago" be? But I kinda like the sophistication of "Burgundian pinot noir.") 

(Plus I just checked the link, and it's pretty embarrassing when the perpetrator's name is misspelled on its own handout.) 

Nothing as good

as a bad review.