Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Gouda Times

Even though every single person is talking about Hurricane Sandy right now, I'm not going to do that! Ok, ok, maybe I'll just tell you a little bit about it. To sum things up, I was trapped inside for three days and did nothing but cook, watch movies, and drink wine. Besides my jeans fitting a little too tight and being stuck in Bushwick for an unknown amount of time, the aftermath of Sandy hasn't been that bad to me and my homies - much love to everyone that its hurt. 

But enough about the hurricane that made lower Manhattan look like a clip from The Day After Tomorrow (gahhh remember when Jake Gyllenhaal used to be hot and before he f'd over T Swift? he was such a qt bby), here's the real story that goes along with this little grilled cheesy sandwich of goodness. A few weeks ago, The Wisconsin Milk Marketing Board send me on the most baller foodie trip of all time. We toured Wisconsin so hard and visited local cheese makers, breweries, distilleries and some amazing restaurants. Needless to say, I drank and ate way too much but I learned so much, met some amazing people (wazzup Underground Food Collective?!), and ate so much fresh cheese that I feel sick thinking about it. #noregrets!

During my first night there, I met Sid Cook, who's known as the most award winning cheese maker in the world! Omg, can you say cream dream? I, of course, developed a huge crush on him and I also learned that I've been saying Gouda wrong for my entire life. It's pronounced GOW-DUH! So in honor of my time in Madison, and because I want to be back there right now, I decided to make a special little GC that reminds me of how amazing the cheese state is. With pretzel bread, a bratwurst, sweet hot mustard, and some real Wisconsin GOW-DUH, my ode to Wisconsin is grilled.