By L.V. Anderson, Slate
April 8, 2014 5:59 a.m.
NEW YORK — If we stipulate that neither the gelatinous neon orange stuff nor the pre-shredded stuff sold in plastic bags qualifies as cheese, I can say confidently that I’ve never met a cheese I didn’t like. Cow, goat, sheep: Great. Firm, blue, ripened, fresh: All of the above. Between crackers, with apple slices, in sandwiches, on pizza: Yes.