Mt. Townsend Creamery
Sunday, June 4th, 2006After the last seminar at the Seattle Cheese Festival, I met up with acquaintances who had been wandering the market. S caught up with us. The four of us spent the next hour sampling the cheeses. S usually doesn’t like cheese: the taste and texture are foreign to her palate. I’d never thought of cheese as an acquired taste but it makes sense. If your parents immigrated from europe, you probably ate a lot of cheese unavailable at the regular grocery store. The festival was perfect of her.
Soon out-of-town friends of our acquaintances joined us. They’d already been walking the concourse for some time and had bought one cheese: a camembert from Mt. Townsend Creamery. I’d also bought myself one cheese to bring home that day. The same cheese actually. This camembert has the usual attributes of a camembert: a white rubbery-like exterior, a yellow-ish or beige creamy interior which changes from soft at the edge to hard in the middle. The selection was still too young to be runny and pungent. It was a lot milder, soft (yet still firm) and salty. The light flavor of salt adds a nice contrast to the camembert’s classic taste. Out of all of the cheeses of the festival, we’d both decided on this hidden gem.
Once home, I couldn’t resist and cut my self a slice. Out of habit I also cut one for S. When I think of accessible cheeses, Camembert doesn’t make the list. Surprise of surprises, S likes it. She likes it enough that since then we have bought 3 at the farmer’s market. Now I need to convince her that Pont-Levesque and Munster are only slight variations.
As a newcomer artisan cheese maker, Mt Townsend Creamery has some incredible cheeses. The creamery is only 10 months old. They’re based in Port Townsend on the Olympic Peninsula. They make 3 cheeses: a tomme, a camembert and specialty cheese. Their tomme is also wonderful although they don’t yet have any aged one. We’ll certainly buy more and more of them in the future. We wish them luck and, if the opportunity arises, we’ll go visit.
P.S.: Seattle Times review.