There is a direct correlation between me posting so much today and this weekend being the weekend before finals. Anywho, I was at the center's biblioteca today writing my media studies paper and somehow ended up walking to the supermarket? I guess my feet don't like it when my brain gets all the attention--and it needs a lot of attention for it to work properly. (Sorry, I think all the cheese I ate is transforming itself into its figurative cousin.) But long story short, my nose caught the aroma of the oven-fresh baguettes (Spanish people eat bread with every meal so the markets replenish quite frequently). Then I wandered over to the cheese section, and this being a Dali sort of day (time melted), I decided to make my first purchase of Camembert cheese (the inspiration for his piece, "The Persistence of Memory").
I don't know why but I feel very grown-up when I purchase cheese. Besides wine or any other alcoholic beverage, I feel like you have to have some sort of knowledge of cheese in order to pick the right kind. Today I was just lucky--Camembert is delicious! A bit sharper than Brie but it still has that really silky, almost buttery taste. One thing I'll miss about Spain is how cheap the cheese is. I'm not sure my college student budget will allow for many expensive cheese purchases next semester, but I'm willing to sacrifice clothes-shopping for food-shopping (is this sad and/or masculine of me?) so we'll see. I also bought two dinky tomatoes and used one of them for my afternoon bocadillo. It was juicy and slightly sweet, proving to be the perfect fresh accompaniment to the Camembert--I didn't even need to drizzle any olive oil.
Well, I guess my study break's over.
Cutting the cheese [smirk]
i crave this.
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