Cheesy Street is a place where cheese, eating, fun, and adventure come to party. It was built on a crazy idea called refusing to settle.
Two seemingly impractical dreams I've always talked about include opening a cheese shop and writing. I was never meant for the serious professional world; I own more hooded sweatshirts than a junior high kid and am fascinated by silly things, such as the size of lawn sprinklers on golf courses.
After seven years at the University of Kansas, I finished with degrees in Sociology, Journalism, and Law. I deeply loved learning each of those subjects, but hated the structured practice of all the corresponding professions pushed on me by career services guidance. I was steered by practicality, and a bit of recruitment trickery, towards a large D.C. law firm. There I became a very confusing combination of listless and belligerent. The final scene in Office Space when the main character becomes a construction worker started to make complete sense to me. Thankfully, I was in the wrong place at the right time. I had nothing to lose, so I moved on and dove in heart first.
The ultimate goal: working with people to provide a product I love in order to bring a little joy to someone's day. The offspring of said goal: Cheesy Street.
My early vision has been to open a cheese shop called Cheesy Street in a few years, but I'm open to wherever the cheesy journey takes me. This crazy new life started with a lot of researching, visiting cheesemakers, and continuing to eat cheese furiously. I kept a cheese journal with fairly pedestrian descriptions of cheese samples I tried. A few journal gems included: "smells like a petting zoo but tastes like heaven" or "this cheese has less flavor than my paper towel roll." The serious study began with cheese school and a basic cheesemaking certificate from the University of Vermont's Institute for Artisan Cheese. The instruction continued to intensify (in a good way) with cheese apprenticeships at Cato Corner in Connecticut and Black Sheep Creamery in Washington state.
I didn't start off so headstrong and confident about this plan. I was emboldened with the support of a boyfriend, parents, and friends who have always encouraged me to follow what I love no matter how difficult (or crazy) it might seem.
Welcome to Cheesy Street! I hope you enjoy your time here exploring your cheese horizons, or at the very least, having fun. There’s plenty of room on the block for everyone!
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