Parenyica Sajt
Yep, you read it right, Parenyica Sajt. Actually, before I start talking cheese, I’ve got an apology to make. If you read the first post from me, you’ll have noticed my propensity for starting things at the beginning of the year and then getting bored or forgetting about them fairly quickly. My lack of posting recently may lead you to believe that the same thing has happened with my cheese blog. Not true. I’ve just been busy. And a bit crap. So, sorry. I did actually buy some cheese a few weeks ago (some Vacherin Mont D’or) but it had gone off by the time I went to eat it. What have I been busy with? You may ask. Well, yesterday I went to see some modern dance. Yes, I go and see modern dance. Believe. It was good and featured an actual penis and some breasts. Their dancing was pretty cool I thought. During the day I went to the football, which balances things out on the macho scale there I think. On Friday, I went to some art openings (crikey, I sound cultured, don’t I?). Actually, I’ve never been to one before so didn’t really know what to do. I thought the art to be quite bunk though. But there was free booze, which is always nice. On Thursday I went to see bands – Alexander Tucker and Fuck Buttons, who were both really good. Tucker in particular was quite mesmerising. On Wednesday I worked in the evening (I was told that I looked like a cross between Dave Grohl and James Blunt). On Tuesday I went to the cinema to see Blade Runner, a film I love and have seen many times before. Still, it was great seeing it on the big screen, it’s a really beautiful film. And on Monday I did nothing. I should have done the cheese blog.
Anyway, Parenyica Sajt. This cheese comes, literally, from Hungary. My friends Leah and Iain went on holiday to Budapest and rather thoughtfully bought me back this cheese to aid my cheese expert quest. I also think they did it because the cheese looks foul. Look at the picture! It looks like a melton mowbray pie. In fact, they weren’t even 100% sure it was actually cheese as it does look a bit meaty. Anyway, it is cheese for sure. I can find out nothing about the cheese I’m afraid. I’ve taken it out of the shrinkwrap and it’s a little greasy and smells quite nice, very smoky smell. Still though, I am a bit dubious about eating it. Here goes…
OK, I haven’t eaten it yet. I just cut a bit of and it cuts like meat. It really does seem meaty and the smell is a bit too strong now and actually not that nice. What have I let myself in for? Oh, that is weird. It felt like too much was happening when it was in my mouth. First, it tasted OK-ish, like a smoked cheese but then the flavour seemed to disappear almost instantly, it got quitebland. It’s pretty chewy and after a bit it kind of
collected into
a strange cheese ball. (Can I just say? WordPress is shit. Thanks)
Good god, I don’t like this cheese. It’s not like cheese! It’s greasy, smelly and meaty. FUCKOFFWORDPRESS.
I can’t be arsed with this any more. The cheese was rank. I’m seeing Leah and
Iain tomorrow morning (we’re getting a 5am train to London to go
on the telly!) so I’m going to take the cheese and make them eat it.
February 27, 2008 at 11:55 am
Questions:
1a) did you make Leah and Iain eat it?
1b) if so did they like it?
2) where is the picture? I’d like to see for myself if it does indeed look like a Melton Mowbray Pie.
February 27, 2008 at 12:25 pm
Whoops, I’ve not uploaded the picture yet – will do soon.
Iain ate it and, I believe, found it disgusting. And also became reasonably convinced that it was actually meat, not cheese. Carl Morris tried it and ate an unsurpisingly large amount of it. Leah didn’t eat it ’cause she thought it was meat, which would go against her vegetarianism.
February 27, 2008 at 12:29 pm
I did indeed eat it. It was unpleasant. Very unpleasant. The intital taste was minimal but the aftertaste was a kind of musty smokiness which was too unpleasant to describe. The texture wasn’t very nice either, it was a bit like a cross between rancid, processed chicken and a cheesestring. You got the impression that no amount of grilling, frying or roasting would either a) melt it in anyway or b) improve the flavour. I would imagine such actions would merely scorch the cheese and only worsen the flavour. If Havarti was much worse than this, as you claim, then I really do feel for you.
April 9, 2008 at 2:00 pm
Why oh why have you given up on this amazing blog?
You’ve just proved your own inability to keep up with a resolution for more than a few weeks!
September 16, 2008 at 4:19 pm
Rubbish!
No photo, despite the request made above and no post since February – pah.
I am removing this site from my favourites. It wasn’t actually in my favourites to start with but that’s not the point.