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I really had no plans to write a blog entry today, figuring I would be way too busy. As luck would have it, though, I completed all the tasks I wanted for today, something to brag about indeed! First off, if you've never had Limburger cheese . . . DON'T. That stuff is one of the ickiest (Dave says, "By the way, 'ickiest' is 'sickiest' only faster!") things I've tried in a long time. When I opened up the wax paper after ripping off the foil - that should have warned me right there - the odor of moldy clothing from sitting in a washer for a week of 90+ temperatures forced the hairs on the inside of my nose to shrivel up and die with tiny screeches. I then sliced off a piece of the brownish-yellow outer coating and took a nibble. Let's just say I couldn't get to the garbage can fast enough to spit the cheese out of my mouth. But even the little piece I took spread in moments and adhered to every innocent and ill-prepared tastebud. They also screeched, whined, shuddered and spent the next thirty-three seconds making my tongue vibrate with their sad little death throes. But that wasn't enough torture. Nope. I decided perhaps I should have cut off the moldy outer shell, and try the soft, smooth white interior. Better, but still enough to turn my face the all-too attractive color of chartreuse. If you ignore my warnings and give Limburger a try, I recommend you have a glass of V8 tomato juice at the ready. That took away the indescribable aftertaste in seconds. More proof you should avoid this cheese: Rufus loves the stuff! ============================================= September must have been an extremely slow month for reviews. Why? I recieved a Reviewing merit badge, having made 75th top reviewer of September. I'm beyond shocked, because I did less than ten reviews! ============================================= Wanna know what I've been doing all night? Well, I'll tell you. In fact I would love for you to join me. I've already invited some of you, but I'm so brain-mushed from using it in ways not experienced in so long, I know I missed some of you who would like to participate. Also, if you know of anyone who's interested, send them this way:
Nighty, night, now. My melting brain is oozing out my ears. Hmm. Kinda looks like Limburger cheese . . . |