Showing posts with label smoked blue cheese. Show all posts
Showing posts with label smoked blue cheese. Show all posts

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Moody Blue

A few weeks ago, a good friend asked me to pick up some cheeses to serve at his deck party. As he was a fellow Midwesterner, I thought I’d surprise him with a few heartland selections. No, I couldn’t find any cheeses from his home state of Nebraska, although I am sure those Cornhuskers dabble in dairy, but I did locate two blues – one from Iowa, one from Wisconsin – that managed to wow the crowd and kick up some Great Plains adulation.

In particular, Moody Blue, a smoked blue from Monroe Wisconsin’s Roth Käse garnered a lot of party ooh-ahhs. Mr. Nebraska dubbed it “downright bacony” (two words I love to hear) and another friend was moved to whoop, “I taste the industrial revolution! I taste smoke stacks!”


Moody Blue is, in fact, uber smoky, a whole lot smokier than Rogue River Creamery’s Smokey Blue, a pretty freakin’ fantastic raw cow’s milk cheese from Oregon state that gets its woodsy aroma from the slow burn of hazelnut shells. Its cult followers would probably get their sniffers out of joint if I didn’t mention that Rogue’s Smokey Blue has won first place at the World Cheese Awards (Best American Cheese, 2004), along with garnering numerous other cheese medals. Have I fawned enough? Maybe not. Think caramel, hazelnuts, blue cheese, now add fire.

Let’s get back to Moody Blue, which has a lot more smoke and a little more bite. It’s the ultimate backyard bbq cheese, good for tossing on burgers, sexing up a steak, or just shocking the hell out of the unsuspecting nibbler latched onto a doppelbock. I loved the balance of sweet and salty in this cheese, and, yes, bacon, did come to mind. Along with licorice. And perhaps street fires. Just a few months ago, the U.S. Cheese Championship saw fit to crack a second place award on top of this, in the smoked cheese category. (Empire Cheese of Cuba, NY took first.) For a gander at all the smoky champions results, look here.

In the meantime, put away your American Spirits, rip off your nicotine patch. If it's smoky flavah you crave, look no further than Moody Blue. Next time, I'm going to eat it on a cheesesteak.