Friday 23 March 2007

Smelly French Cheese

One of the great pleasures of living in Paris is its food markets. Apparently there are 47 roving markets bring fresh produce to within a stone's throw of your doorstep at least twice a week (but never Mondays when the markets are closed). Among the best is the Richard Lenoir market (Thursdays and Sundays) it's a bit of a way from where I live but I often schlep down there on Sunday to pick up some fruit, vegetables and cheese.

Speaking of cheese I read about a survey recently reported on the BBC about the smelliest cheese in the world. Not surprisingly it's French. It's an acquired taste. When I first arrived I was understandably reluctant to eat anything that stunk like an old nun's armpit but eventually I overcame my prejudices and I'm glad I did. There's no looking back now.


Anonymous said...

what are you doing with your nose in nun's armpits?

Gideon said...

It's an acquired taste.