Let me preface this post by saying that if something smells like a rotting animal corpse – I can’t eat it.
I was in my bedroom last night when I noticed an extremely unpleasant odor. It wasn’t there when I arrived home and I thought it was coming from somewhere in my room so I started sniffing around try to find the source. We live on the top floor and I was sure I’d find the rotting corpse of a bird (even though a bird has never flown into the apartment). After a few minutes I gave up and went into the kitchen to get something, as soon as I stepped out of my room the stench got much stronger and then it hit me – stinky French cheese!! I asked roomy what she ate for dinner; it turns out she had a cheese from her region of France. To make matters worse, roomy doesn’t rinse her dishes (the many joys of colocation will have to wait for another post) and I had a refresher course on cheese stink when I opened the dishwasher this morning. I put on the rinse cycle and made a quick exit while hoping that roomy finished all of the cheese….
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
What’s That Smell??
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Even if it smells like a dying rat it might taste quite yummy. What kind of cheese was it?
What was the cheese so I never have to have it stink up my kitchen. :-)
I don't remember the name of it. I probably blocked it out as part of the traumatic experience :)
jonnifer - because taste and smell are closely associated, whenever I've tried stinky cheese I could taste the stink. But I guess some people can't taste that aspect of the cheese or like it.
This is wasteful but we buy small amounts of cheese and throw out whatever is left after the evening. Smelling that stank every time I open the refrigerator is of no interest to me.
Misplaced - I may have to suggest that to my roommate.
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