You can’t spell Daiya without Die. Oh. Wait. Yeah you can. Sorry. (Too Much Iron Maiden)
I have a weird relationship with Daiya. Sometimes I love it. Sometimes I don’t. Honestly, it grosses me out when it gets cold and starts to congeal. When it’s hot and melty, I’m like the Pointer Sisters (I’m So Excited!), when it reverts to room temperature I’m like Iron Maiden (Run to the Hills). I don’t eat it all that much anyway. I’m an old school tofutti cream cheese man myself.
There is no denying though: vegans love it. As this article in Canada’s Maclean’s magazine can attest to, it’s “Fake Cheese That’ll Make Vegans Swoon”. The people interviewed are weeping tears of joy.
Frankly, I find it odd that while Daiya is from Canada it is hard to find there. Oh, America, you ruin everything!