Ok. The blog has been super lame recently. Like. There is absolutely no information on this stupid website anymore. I got super disheartened by Google Analytics which says that visits to the blog are 88% DOWN from this time last month. I mean. Seriously. Dropping the ball left and right. So I’m sorry! I promise I’ll get back into it. But you guys know how it goes – summer time rolls around. You don’t want to do much but figure out how to do your job outside (cheesy bake sale on Bedford Avenue anyone?)…

Anyways. We do have something exciting to announce though. DAH DAH DAH DAH DAAAAHHHH DADA DAH DAHHHH DAHHHHHHH. (That was Vanna White music…)

What a good dad!

Father’s day is coming up!  Woaaahhhh totally radtastic.

So here at the Bedford Cheese Shop, we had a think tank, got together and figured that we should do what we do best: make some sort of gift basket in honor of DADS.  How fun!

This basket has everything in it.  Seriously everything.

1 Biellese Cacciatorini (sausage! yeah!)

1 bag of Liddabit Caramel Corn

1 tin of luscious sardines

1 package Petite Toasts

1 Michel Cluizel chocolate bar

1 Cadbury’s Milk Bar

1 Jar of awesome Colman’s English Mustard

1 small format goat’s milk cheese (go goats!)

1/3 lb. of Lincolnshire Poacher

1/3 lb. of Scharfe Maxx

All this for $55.  Sick.  And we can arrange shipping.  So get over here and get some last minute treats for good ol’ Dad.  You lazy Williamsburg tools…too busy drinking PBR and squeezing into leggings instead of pants…..thinking about ironic tattoos of Smurfs dressed up like Depeche Mode or whatever.  BUY YOUR DAD A GIFT BASKET.  He’ll be ever so happy and might pay your credit card bill….hooray!

Stephanie wants to gift all of our cheese friends with this video today. (Which she doesn’t know how to post herself).

Also, she says “You’re welcome.”

So I have a series of cheese videos and things to show all of you.  They should entertain.  The first is courtesy of Mike – our resident musician – who claims that this is a “statement about Dutch cultural stereotypes.”  OH ART.  So……dumb sometimes.

The second is about the king of cheese. Parmigiano Reggiano.  Yeah, France.  I said it.  Italian cheese rules.  So deal.

I probably should have warned you that you were going to need to be a little stoned. Or a lot stoned. Or be willing to fastforward. Now onto Parm…

Yay! Look at all that cheese! Expect a post tomorrow about Its-It. Because we have all of them at the shop. Yeah. Freak out. Ok bye.