A Worthy Metaphor: Cheese Babies
This knowledge bite is dedicated to R. David Macey, in the hope that it will someday feature in an epic poem.
Yesterday I learned that cheese — yes, cheese — was a medieval metaphor for conception.
Consider: liquids join together to form a solid after a period of waiting. The result could be Gouda… or a kid.
It remains to be seen if some medieval nuns, enamored as they were with the idea of being spiritually wed to Christ, saw their convent’s (economically prosperous) cheese-making as the equivalent of birthing spiritual children.