When in Holland, do as
the Dutch do. In other words, eat cheese. But not the rubbery Kraft kind that
many American children find glued to the deli meat centers of their
crust-stripped sandwiches packed by their parents before school. Instead of
arriving in neat stacks of palm-sized, plastic-covered squares in the
refrigerated section of Safeway, traditional Dutch cheese is covered in wax,
sitting in wheels on dry shelves awaiting consumption by palettes preferring
stronger flavors over the typically creamier, easily-melted processed types of
Cheddar, Jack and American cheeses.
Although taste varies
on an individual basis, and as such, it is neither possible nor fair to
generalize the palettes of all Dutch and all Americans into simply preferring
either aged gouda or Kraft
cheddar, the Dutch have historically been producing and perfecting cheese for
much longer than their American counterparts, leading to the emergence of a remarkable
dairy culture of crafting exquisite and terrific cheese. Though Italian and
French cheeses may also be well known for its refinement, Dutch cheese is both
popular worldwide and intricately interwoven into the history and identity of
the Netherlands region. With
Holland’s lush green pastures, its famous cheese is as much a part of their
national culture as tulips and windmills. Upon arriving to Amsterdam I formed a
personal priority of seeking out traditional cheeses as a way of experiencing not only the deliciously
quintessential Dutch staple, but also a pastoral tradition that has been handed
down through generations.
Amsterdam hosts a
whole world of gourmet cheeses that thankfully do not taste like boring rubber.
Growing up in a traditional Chinese-American household, I initially experienced cheese only as
either a greasy pizza topping or a squishy white, flavorless schoolyard snack
that comes in limp, pull-apart sticks. Amsterdam has shown me a plethora of
richer, more complex and more worthwhile cheeses than the mild mozzarella often
consumed in The United States.
Roaming through Amsterdam Centrum in search of the stinkiest, hardest,
sharpest types to nibble on, I looked for the little that will go a long way,
and in the process lost myself in a fabulous gastronomic journey of bitter,
sour, tart, salty and creamy chunks of coagulated milk.
The Henri Willig Kaas
Cheese Shop located in Amsterdam Centrum harbored an wide selection of
artisanal Dutch cheeses, including edam, maasdammer, goat’s cheese and gouda. I was struck most by the contrasting
flavors of a freshly-smoked gouda and a 15-month aged gouda. The smoked type was softer than the
aged, with a distinct brown casing and pale yellow interior that would look and
taste marvelous as a sandwich filling or salad topping. As a semi-hard cheese with almost 50% milk
fat content, it has a mild to tangy taste that intensifies beautifully and
grows bolder as it ages. When ripened it becomes aged gouda, which is saltier and more granular in
texture. More easily crumbly and with a translucent, pale off-white appearance,
its patient appearance is deceiving. Strong enough to be eaten alone in crumbly
shards or with a glass of full-bodied wine, it turned into a vinegary morsel
bomb when accompanied by a sharp mustard. I sensed fleeting notes of subtle
sweetness, which balanced the immediate saltiness and crunchiness of the partially-formed
crystals. Pungent and with an underlying bitterness, this potent cheese tops my
list of favorite foods eaten in Amsterdam.
The stark differences in taste and
texture in relation to age are due to the varying manufacturing and aging
requirements. Pricing reflects the unique production processes; While the smoked gouda ranged from €7-€10, aged gouda was €12-18 per block.
Gouda grows better with time, and although natural gouda tastes recognizably
similar to its elder version, its
personality changes dramatically within a few short months of aging. Just as I
have changed in the few short weeks of my first trip to Europe, acquiring new
experiences and memories that comprise the person I am and will become, aging
gouda grows in complexity and richness with every passing moment. While it is easy to dismay that we all only
grow older, aged gouda cheese at the Henri Willig Kaas Cheese Shop is a delicious reminder to embrace the
belief that things do get better with age.
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