Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese.
Upscale people are fixated with food simply because they are now able to eat so much of it without getting fat, and the reason they don't get fat is that they maintain a profligate level of calorie expenditure. The very same people whose evenings begin with melted goat cheese . . . get up at dawn to run, break for a midmorning aerobics class, and watch the evening news while racing on a stationary bicycle.
Age is something that doesn't matter, unless you are a cheese.
Age is not important unless you're a cheese.
Nothing says holidays, like a cheese log.