Today, as I was waiting for muh pasta to boil, I decided to munch on something. So I looked in the fridge and found the remains of the Stilton I bought for my picnic with Stevie and Mandee last week. 
I also found the rest of the sweet pickled onions I keep in my cupboard for emergencies (i.e. when I really fancy a pickled onion). And - shazam! - I put them together, like a rather fancy cocktail snack.
And it was GORGEOUS.
I don't know what the dilly is with strong-tasting foods - I'm not a smoker, I don't have a permanent blocked nose, and I only occasionally lose my sense of taste after a particularly heavy night out. My favourite pizza topping is peperoni, gorgonzola and chilli, though this gets too rich for even me sometimes. I'm obviously some kind of crazy sensual thrill-seeker, ever searching for the ultimate spiritual experience. Mmm, anchovies...
Well. There we go. Is this the most pointless post EVER?
(p.s. if anyone can explain why a Google image search for "Haywards pickled onions" should come up with the South African Flag, let me know. Prize = a pickled onion. With some Stilton.)
Posted by biondino at September 12, 2002 03:20 PMsee, i prefer plain, simple food. Mild cheddar (ideally organic), hate pickly things, love potatoes and anything else mild. Even too much pepper makes things taste disgusting.
I suppose its my heditry* ol' fashioned Scandinavian tastebuds.
* no idea how to spell that word. Really sucks, but am hoping you know the one I mean.
Posted by: retro^sec on September 12, 2002 09:19 PM<blatant cultural stereotyping>
I thought Norwegians all loved brown cheese and dried fish?
</blatant cultural stereotyping>
I LOVE PICKLED ONIONS! My friends sister used to make them and they were so sour they'd make you cry just by smelling them. They were the best! And when you eat them it was like a firework going off in your mouth. Hmmm. Bollocks to subtlety. Normal pickled onions just don't do it for me anymore. Sigh.
Posted by: gingerfox on September 13, 2002 10:09 PM