We found the cheese company a few doors down in an unassuming blue building with a signpost out front indicating that we were in the right spot. We stepped into the tiny retail shop and were greeted by Mary Lafranchi, whose husband Will had the dream of starting a
After a delicious and informative afternoon of cheese tasting, we headed out of town, and came to the crossroad, Petaluma-Point Reyes Road. Which way to go? If we headed west toward the ocean, we would end up at Point Reyes Station, home of Point Reyes Original Blue Cheese. This full-flavored raw milk blue is one of my favorites, spread on walnut bread as an appetizer or served with fresh or dried figs. Or, perhaps we could visit Cowgirl Creamery, and delve into a heavenly Mt. Tam triple crème or knock our socks off with some washed rind Red Hawk. Well, we ended up turning east toward the town of Petaluma, to visit my sister and her husband, but, not to worry, the cheese adventures didn’t end there.
After a twenty-minute ride through rolling hills dotted with cows and scrub oak (but no cell phone service) we suddenly found ourselves driving past stately Victorian homes in the
We stopped in at my favorite grocery in town, the Petaluma Market, and paid a visit to Marie,
We headed up the hill to my sister’s lovely home overlooking the Sonoma hills. As we delved into our cheeses and enjoyed some local wines I was thinking how lucky my sister was to be living in both wine and cheese country! I took full advantage of the opportunity and had plenty of both while visiting “Little Vermont.” I’m home again and those golden hills are a distant memory, but I’m still California dreamin.’
Cheri The Cheesemonger