“Imagine your head is a piece of hardened cheese and the outer world is a cheese grater. The Cheese Maker’s soul, if the cheese was made with love, is at the center of your head. You want to share its flesh and scratch its core. But what is at the center of the Cheese Maker’s head? More cheese? Or pure, blissful cheese-ness eternally? All I know is it’s easy to get caught up in the actual cheese sometimes, and forget the love with which it has to be made to be great, genuinely nourishing and lovable cheese. The opposite is weak cheese you eat and forget you’ve ever tasted a moment later. But a great cheese, made with love, from animal to final form…”