If you haven’t been down to Break­er Bay late­ly to get your­self a lump of whale oil (I’m not sure what’s more dis­gust­ing — whale vom­it or the bile that the same-named blog splurts out) and you’re not the type to buy such a thing on trademe, the Welling­ton­ista would like to make the fol­low­ing cheesy sug­ges­tions:

  • “I nom­i­nate that Mex­i­can place down Left Bank that did that dia­bol­li­cal­ly cheesy thing (que­sadil­la?) I had that one time. It was like a cheesy soup. I believe I stared death in the the face. The deli­cious, plas­ti­cy face.”
  • “The ooozy oozy brie as part of the fan­tas­tic antipas­to at Gus­to in Petone
  • Any cheese from the Dutch Shop in Petone (but I have a par­tic­u­lar fond­ness for the cumin gou­da)
  • Fro­magerie at Kirk’s
  • Truf­fle (small but inter­est­ing selec­tion)
  • Sagana­ki (ouzo-flamed Greek cheese) at Duke Carvel­l’s
  • Quat­tro For­mag­gio piz­za at Sco­pa (and no doubt else­where)
  • Chow’s blue cheese & peanut won­tons
  • “Oh, and Arbi­trageur has some fan­tas­tic cheeses to chose from for their antipas­to selec­tion.”

So there’s a few start­ing points for you. Just don’t get too cheesed off if you have crazy dreams after­wards…