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02 April 2011
Go Here for Blue Cheese
When you are not attending a play in Ashland OR, or eating in the many excellent restaurants in that small Southern Oregon town, or sleeping in the many restful hotels in the town and out along the interstate, there are other things worth doing.
One of these is going a few miles north on the interstate to Central Point where they make some fine blue cheese at the Rogue Creamery. They make other kinds of cheeses as well but they are world-famous for their blue cheese. My favorites are what they call Oregonzola, which reminds you of Gorgonzola, except that Italy and the EU gets upset if you call it that; and something even more lip-smacking called Caveman Blue. Whew, that is some flavor.
Since the last time we visited here a couple of years ago I see on the sign out in front that a vineyard and a tasting room have added their signs to the older one on Hwy 99.
Various kinds of really good blue cheese, some of it selling for $30-40 per lb. I remember when those who couldn't afford to buy meat, bought cheese because it was so much cheaper.
The showroom is a little small, but you can taste the stuff before you buy and you can watch the cheese being made too, through a window of course.
You can pick up whatever kind of cracker you like to use with these spreads as they are strong enough to overcome the taste of any cracker, though it's better if the cracker is fairly plain.
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