Tuesday, October 31, 2017
One more thing about French cheese
My wife and I were recently at our local cheesemonger. We were picking up some cheeses that we had acquired affection for in Paris. I was interested in the Camembert, ubiquitous in the cafes there. Thinking of Camembert just now this phrase popped unbidden into my mind: "The whipped cream of cheeses."
I have no idea why.
I asked the cheesemonger about the Camemberts. These were whole cheeses, not ones for him to cut, so he showed them to us. When asked about two of them he describe one of them as being redolent of Barnyard Fruits.
My wife asked what were the smells of Barnyard Fruits, a question I too was cautiously interested in hearing the answer to.
Without much hesitation or shame the cheesemonger answered "Things like urine soaked hay."
So I bought the cheese.
It was delicious.