To me, cheese is insurmountable. To put it plainly, there is no better food. I love it in all of its iterations and permutations: melty, salty, pungent, funky, creamy, caramel-y, deep, rich. The list goes on and on. When it comes to certain cheeses, the sheer tapestry of flavors within just one bite of cheese can be mind boggling.
One of the most ubiquitous and exceptional applications for cheese, of course, is none other than pizza. Is there any food more nostalgic, customizable, familiar and reliable? How many long, challenging days of trials and tribulations have been capped off by an exasperated "let's just order a pizza?" There's a curative element to pizza: the warm, quasi-sodden cardboard box, the oozy cheese, the dependable crust. This reliability is a salve.
