Canadian in Candia

July 12, 2009

American or Processed

Filed under: Food — Tags: — Miriam @ 8:09 am

As a little girl I loved to cook, and I was good at it. Because my mother was such a terrible cook and wanted to encourage my talent she bought me a cooking book. Everything was going swimmingly until I hit a recipe that required American cheese.  In Canada, at least at the time, there was no such thing as American cheese.  In fact, I believe I did no know what American cheese was until I moved to the United States.  We generally just substituted American cheese with Cheddar cheese.

Well it turns out that American Cheese does exist in Canada, by another, more descriptive name. In Canada, it’s called processed cheese.

At first Adam hated when I called it processed instead of American.  I think he thought I was making fun of his country. No I was making fun of the cheese. Especially when it’s processed enough that it may as well be a slab of plastic wrapped in plastic. Honestly, I don’t understand why a country would want to claim a cheese that’s not really a cheese as their own.  But if people want to call it American I’ll do my best to call it American when I’m going to buy some to make grilled cheese with, or to give to the puppy in his Kong.

Our fridge pretty much constantly has American/Processed cheese in it lately. The pup thinks it’s gourmet treat. But we are still fans of wonderful, “real” cheeses. I mean, I’m sure the slow food movement is all for cheddars and frowns on Processed.

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2 Comments »

  1. My mom was such a terrible cook that I didn’t know that there was any cheese but American until I was 10 or so. Sad, but true.

    Comment by Mindee@ourfrontdoor — July 13, 2009 @ 8:49 am

    • At least I should give my mom some credit that most of her most disastrous meals were attempts at making healthy dishes for us. Example, she once put tofu through a food processor and mixed it into the spaghetti sauce. The result was neon pink spaghetti sauce that no one would touch.

      Comment by Miriam — July 14, 2009 @ 9:24 am


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