My friend Jazmin, who is from rural Guerrero, complains that she can never find really good cheese in the U.S. By really good cheese she means the fresh cheese she grew up eating on the rancho. Evidently she’s not alone in her longing: officials along the U.S./Mexico border are busy nabbing cheese smugglers. According to The Alpine Avalanche, CBP officers assessed $6,097.84 in penalties in 21 incidents. Mostly it sounds like the “criminals” are people returning to the U.S. after holiday visits home to Mexico.
The article sets me to daydreaming of pristine rounds of queso ranchero wrapped in lush banana leaves, and I can’t help but be sympathetic to the plight of the beleaguered cheese smuggler. Returning to the U.S. is always depressing, but I can imagine that some elicit queso fresco would go a long way toward cheering me up.