Does a cheese or a food in general ever surprise you?
Expect something to taste like apples and it tastes more like pears?
How often does a tomato actually taste like what you envision a ripe juicy summer tomato to taste like? Probably not all together that often, unless you happen to have access to local fresh tomatoes year round.
Isn't interesting to stop and think about one's preconceived notions about food and what one receives for what one expects? We think about our opinions of restaurants that were recommended highly to us or movies or books for that matter but what about the simple things in life -- the ingredients that go into that meal, the pens that one uses to write the manuscript for one's book, the camera one uses to shoot stills to brainstorm for one's movie? How often do we stop and think about that and as human beings, with opinions about everything, is it automatically ingrained our brains that the farmstand tomato will taste better than the organic supermarket tomato that will in turn taste better than the bodega tomato? So we don't even waste a momentary thought on it? Maybe there are moments where that bodega tomato truly surprises you and you think its a farmstand tomato?
Well I had one of those moments with a Cambozola cheese today -- a blend of a French triple cream like a Brie and an Italian Gorgonzola which in my opinion as of late tends to be more miss than hit and today's was just the right amount of creamy roundness with an excellent spicy bold piquant finish -- the right sort of melding of both worlds.
Sometimes its nice to attempt to strip oneself of one's ingrained opinions and be open to the surprise of the unexpected, right?
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