My God do I love cheese. I cannot emphasise this enough. If I’m honest the day I got married was not as happy as the day I spent in Neal’s Yard sampling and choosing the cheeses for the wedding reception. Alone. Without my betrothed… bliss. But since moving to Winchester, the lack of a permenant shop based delicatessen/cheese monger had been a frustration. A friend recommended that I stop by The Cheese Stall to sample and see if this would fill the hole in my heart (which ironically surely can’t have any holes as the arteries are clogged by cheese), I was happy to.
From the first visit to the stall (on the high street on Saturdays) I knew I’d found what I had been missing. They have an amazing selection of cheeses and my goodness do those working there know their cheeses. When I spotted they had a good supply of Tunworth (Hampshire’s answer to Camembert) I was totally sold.
On my latest visit, I was taken by the sight of a Rochebaron from the Auvergne which was literally running away it was so creamy. Any cheese which you can eat with a spoon at room temperature is fine with me and this did not disappoint – divine.
We also picked up some Waterloo – I had this at Christmas time from here and I would describe it as a kind of brie which is made with clotted cream. It’s from Guernsey cows. It’s delicious. Eat it.
Finally I was after a hard cheese, but wanted something I’d never had before. We requested something nutty and after a couple of recommendations and samples were settled settled on the last cheese and to my horror we didn’t ask its name. This cheese wasn’t yellow but a deep orange. It’s proper lush. I must go back and get the name.
The Cheese Stall is a must for a visit. Have a chat with them. Sample their delights and then take home a large paper bag of cheese with pride. In the meantime, I’m going to have to spend a couple of weeks giving them a wide berth because my arteries need a break.