Inspired by my (new) brother and sister-in-law who have shared with me some of the very finest food and wine, much of it French. We once snacked on variety of some delicious, odiferous, cheeses that were shipped directly from France – you see they can’t be sold here, they’re unpasteurized. My well-traveled, cultured, successful in-laws are the most welcoming, genuine, down-to-earth, people and most certainly not “snobs”. Don’t judge a book by its cover. Sometimes I realize, like the guy in the song, that one can always absorb more knowledge and culture and should always embrace new experiences.
Stinky Cheese Hegs
Trees are lit and pine boughs are everywhere I’m all dressed up for a holiday affair
My wife’s office party, gonna hate it there It’s at her boss’s home, the Chateau Eau Claire
Boss was clearly making some dough Paintings from artists that even I know
The accomplished wife who is witty and glows But I came for the hors d’oeuvres served at the Chateau
I didn’t see nachos or barbecue sauce just a big table labeled “Fromage”
(they said) Crudités and Charcuterie But I know they were eatin’ that… stinky cheese
I knew that this party would have some booze I shimmied to the bar to see what I’d choose
They only had French wine like “Chateau Montrose” Not the beer, like I’d get at Moe’s
Boss could see that I was just biding my time Brought me cheese on toast, and some of that wine
He explained how the French so revere their cheese Come on try this one, just taste it please
I didn’t see nachos or barbecue sauce just a big table labeled “Fromage”
(with the) Pâté and the accoutrement Stinky cheese, has got it going on
I learned about the milk and the importance of age, all of the regions and the things that they graze
He deciphered the labels and taught me new ways, to enjoy the finer things, to open my gaze
Now I know my Bordeaux’s from my Burgundy’s, and the valley’s from the Alps to the Pyrenees
I can recommend a nice cheese to pair, perhaps a Gouda or a Camembert
I didn’t see nachos or barbecue sauce just a big table labeled “Fromage”
Pasteur never got his hands on these I think I like this… stinky cheese
I thought that I wanted my night to conclude, but I’m hanging with the boss, he’s a really cool dude
The wine is all good and this cheese is divine, but an ice cold beer would be oh so fine
I couldn’t ask that’s going to far, no way they’d have the beer I’d get at the bar
Like Old Style, Miller High Life or a Hamm’s, just then the boss says…
“Hey, you wanna beer? I got PBR in 16 ounce cans”
I didn’t see nachos or barbecue sauce just a big table labeled “Fromage”
The boss is really into Roquefort and Brie, but he’s pounding a PBR right here with me