It's been a few years, and I know none of us has gotten over the tragic loss of the Doll's cheese torte. But I realized something tonight: I think our city's collective love for it has clouded our creativity, because cheese tortes are by no means out of reach. I think we've all been spending too much time trying to recreate (or purchase) the cheese torte of the past, instead of looking to what lies ahead. The tortes they are a-changin'.
I made a cheese torte tonight--it was nothing like the Doll's variety, which, if you've ever looked at the recipe in Splendor, is high maintenance and time-intensive. Here's what I did: a layer of creamy bleu cheese went in first, then some chopped Medjool dates, then goat cheese, then more of the creamy bleu. I chilled it for a few hours before inverting the container (Doll's style) and topped it with fig compote before serving. It was easy; it was delicious, and it was a cheese torte.
It wasn't the Doll's cheese torte. Nothing ever will be. And I will hold the memory of that torte--especially the good times I spent with my friends while devouring it--in my heart forever. But now that I've made my own easy and delicious cheese torte, I feel like I don't have to be as sad about the Doll's torte anymore. It was empowering.
I've taken back the torte.
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