Grayson - October 6th, American Cheese Month, 2011

On October 6th, I had the equivalent of a one night stand with Grayson.

Thursday night, before I could record a cheese video, I was whisked away to Houston's Original Greek Festival, where I partook in souvlaki and shared bottles of Greek wine with friends. We took the party to a bar and I had a vodka tonic. I'm quite the drinker and know my school night limits well - so I ducked out early and caught a ride home. I should also mention at this juncture that I'm currently on a low-carb diet and haven't had anything but meat and veggies in my stomach all day. 

I come home, sufficiently buzzed - but the good buzz that guarantees that I likely won't wake up with (much of) a headache. I pull Grayson out of the fridge.

Grayson is a washed-rind cheese from the Meadow Creek Dairy in Galax, Virgina.  The cheese is very rich and has a pungent smell.  A beefy, stinky cheese that isn't for everyone.  For those turophiles that love washed rinds, Grayson is great.  I have no problem with stinky cheeses, so I brought Grayson home with me (from the Dairymaids, natch). 

I filmed this video, looking quite the hot mess.  It was late and I was exhausted, as is evident. After filming, I guess the drunk munchies took over and I ate that whole, stinky wedge. Satisfied, I drifted off to sleep, the taste of Grayson still in my mouth.

I woke up at 5AM sick to my stomach. Perhaps it was the wine on a carb-free stomach, perhaps it was consuming a whole wedge of cheese right before bed... but Mr. Grayson did not stay down. And let me warn you - as much as you may like washed rinds - you do not want to throw them up. That pungent smell would not leave my tongue or nostrils and kept making me gag even more. I continued throwing up well into 9 o'clock. I left work early and slept off my sour stomach.  I do not leave work early - no matter how hungover I may be or crappy I feel. The last time I called in sick was December of 2005; I lost my voice and worked in a call center, so I was unable to do my job.  This was a serious morning after, folks. I didn't even have a headache! 

That all being said, I like Grayson. And you may too. Just don't bring him out when you're buzzed on a school night. In the video I actually holla at him: "Grayson, haaay!" Foolish girl and her one night stand!