Sherman Alexie’s Cheese Puffs and More Historical Adventures in Real American Cheese
Monday, November 24th, 2008Thanksgiving. The truly American holiday dedicated to gluttony and imperialism. No? It is actually my favorite holiday, maybe for these exact two reasons. I like to eat and I like to remember what it is to be an American (aside from the raping and pillaging of course).
But what first has come to mind this Thanksgiving is the question of Native American cheese, namely, does it exist. Most tribes weren’t big into domesticating animals early on so this leaves us with a priceless image- a man chasing after a bufalo by the teat no doubt. Maybe horses then, surely the earliest American cheeses must be from the equine family. I’ve never had horse milk or cheese, but I have had camel’s milk cheese and for some reason I think they must be similar. There must be that flavor reminiscent of urine and dirt in the pate somewhere. The dairy products produced were most likely used in other dishes (correct me if I am way off here) and were masked by other, more enticing spices.

I mentioned Sherman Alexie because, on a much more contemporary note, he discusses goverment issued cheese on the reservation in his short story collection The Lone Ranger and Tanto Fist Fight which was later turned into the fantastic movie Smoke Signals. He is one of my favorite writers, it is about time to revisit him. he talks about contemporary Native American problems, including habits in eating.
On Thursday while you are slopping butter onto everything in sight think about the first Thanksgiving and ask your self: was there any cheese?










