Did you konw taht the olny iprmoetnt tihng to raed a wrod is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be at the rghit pclae? The rset can be a toatl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit porbelm. Tihs was my culniary lfie berofe FORMAGGIO's... I undtersood the big ptictrue but not the fnie ditleas. Cokonig wnet from a mses to complete diamond-clear understanding.
One day, the girlfriend and I had extra time with our zipcar and I remembered how this place has been bookmarked on Yelp for months. It is a bit of a walk from Harvard square so having a zipcar really made it possible to go with ease. The tipping point that led me to finally go here for the first time is something that I think sums up Formaggio's for what it is. I was in Vermont with good friends, at a small cheese farm in the middle of nowhere, and the owner got off his tractor for a few minutes to slice off a chunk of his cow and sheep's milk blend cheese for us. As he weighed the slices in a small room attached to the barn, he told us we could get this cheese in Boston too. After tasting a sliver of this artfully made cheese, we thought this was great news. "Where?," we asked. "Formaggio's, the Cambridge store." Oh yeah, that place, I've been meaning to go there.
Since my first visit, I have been to a Cheese 101 and a BBQ/Beer class and have $10 Austrian acacia honey on my shelf (bought with a 10% discount after the classes and all those wine pairings, and it tastes oh so delicious with aged goat cheese). Now I'm signed up for the Oktoberfest class, I drive to Formaggio's for a sandwich everytime I have a zipcar, I walked the 40 minutes from my apartment in Central square in 95 degree 75% humidity to eat a pulled lamb sandwich on a Saturday several times, and I talked about this place so much that my aunt in Orange county ordered me a gift certificate for my birthday. Only crack addicts truly understands this type of obsession and addiction.
So do yourself a favor, befriend this fine little store that we are so lucky to have in our neighborhood. Don't live without:
- Cheese 101 class: Kurt, the son of the owners, tells fascinating stories about where the cheese comes from and you can sample cheeses that you'd rather eat than any cheap ass dinner (also beware the seconds and thirds on the wine pairings, you may spend too much after the class with your discount, but really you won't regret anything you buy here too much). After the class, you are allowed to visit their cheese cave.
- Street-side BBQ on Saturdays (until it gets too cold to stand outside for a few hours), 11am - 2pm/sell out: Bon Appétit called this one of the best new BBQ places in the country, but you don't need to know that. Just get there at 11amish when it opens and you won't have to wait too long for amazing lamb/chicken/brisket sandwiches or ribs or chicken or baked beans... My favorite is whatever sausage they have that day in their perfect light Brioche bun with caramelized onions on top, along with grilled peaches with balsamic and blue cheese. At the BBQ class we learned that even if it's raining or too cold they have a smaller version of BBQ on Saturdays inside for sale.
- Free samples of cheese they almost always have, and the free tastings they often have on weekends: beer, juice, granola...it's free! and tasty! and local!
- The Comté: they're known for this stuff. Try it, try them all, try the one they only get a few wheels of a year. They worked hard to get it for you for a reason.
- The Formaggio's beer brewed by Cisco Brewery (they make Whale's Tail) that you can only buy here. One-of-a-kind brew.
Formaggio Kitchen brings skillfully and lovingly made products from small farms in Vermont, from a man in Austria with 3 bee hives, from wineries in France who only sell their wine in their local village. The owners visit these places, get to know the people that make the products (for example: http://www.formaggiokitchen.com/node/75), and then offer them to us with knowledge and advice and the desire to make the experience as close to the original as they can.
I wish I could have made this review funny, but sometimes, you just can't put in jest something that is too wonderful. You just have to admire it and that will bring you as much happiness as a carefully crafted joke. read more