I have a new Swiss favorite: raclette.
My mother-in-law sent me a gift certificate from my birthday, and I promptly went out and bought this grill/griddle/raclette maker.
So, that’s the raclette cheese, some salami, cornichons and small Yukon Golds.
First, a warning. The raclette cheese… how can I put this delicately?
It smells like a hobo’s ass in August. It is seriously rank — to the the point that I had a backup cheese, just in case.
Anyway, you put the cheese into the little trays, then slide them under the grill until they look like this:
Fortunately, all raclette’s ass-like aroma magically dissipates with the application of heat, because once melted, the cheese was delightful and very mild.
Giant globs of melted cheese? Come on. You know it’s good.