We just drove up to Connecticut and I thought I’d cut up the cheese so we could munch it while making dinner.  On first taste it seemed like a perfectly pleasant – okay, not distinctive – cheese, but I must have underestimated it big time because, according to Fairway’s description of my purchase – are you ready for this? – I had bought: 

                        “The hippest cheese in New York.” 

Hip.  Hip.  My cheese is hip!  I’m dying to know:  Is Dutch Parrano hip where you live?