Oh, girl, you don’t even KNOW. I am the Cheese Queen. (The Rennies crowned me.)
We had a thrice-daily show last season, and the evening one involved a small picnic. My self-appointed job was to feed the Spaniards, since by that time I was usually starving and wanted something not fried, and I set up a Spanish feast: olives, sun-dried tomatoes, crackers, apples, grapes, and six or seven kinds of cheese.
I tried to get at least one Spanish cheese in there every night - one of my girls has a fondness for Manchego - but I ended up opting for the qualification of “whatever cuts well in Texas summer heat.”
I will confirm this. The cheese you brought to TheCompound (for whatever event), was wonderful.