Sonnet to Humboldt Fog
The winner of the the inaugural birthday bash,
The soft, creamy goat with a layer of ash.
Purchased at the Cheeseboard, with views of McCovey Cove,
We oft sampled the finest offering from the molds of Cypress Grove.
It preceded Le Roy dinners, on the deck and sunshine rays,
Baguette and glass of wine, sealed many West Cali. days.
Its flavor leaves you smiling, as it melts upon your tongue,
I cherish memories of our Bay Area "Fog" (as background carillon rung).
We see it in the Bay State - and it never makes our cart,
It doesn't match our local eats, with its Humboldt County start.
I might also add the cross-
In addition, compared to Berkeley, we'd be paying twice the price.
So if ever in California, with an afternoon where there is no rush,
Find a wedge of Humboldt Fog and a bottle of white wine (Husch).
-Andrew A. West
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