brujaja
February 17, 2009, 5:40pm
1
I am 99.9% sure that my roommate is full of s**t about this, but I’m going to take a stab just to be absolutely sure:
She says that rancid mozzarella (I mean, cheese that came fresh in liquid, had its expiration date last December, and smells… well, putrid) is a delicacy that is used in pastry!
Tell me she’s wrong, for the love of God!
There’s an Italian cheese called Casu Marzu which is allowed to turn rancid and then has fly larvae added. It’s not mozzarella, but it is gross.
brujaja
February 17, 2009, 6:13pm
4
Oh, yeeeech! Doesn’t sound like pastry material!
I knew it — she made it up! Typical.
she’s trying to trick you into eating it.
This was my thought.
Rancid mozzarella wouldn’t be the same thing as casu marzu, either. Casu marzu is made from sheep’s milk, mozzarella is made from cow’s or water buffalo’s milk.
No. Now make her eat it all.
Xema
February 18, 2009, 3:51am
8
I like all sorts of weird cheeses, but this one sounds as if it could be over the top. Gotta love this:
Casu marzu is considered toxic when the maggots in the cheese have died. Because of this, only cheese in which the maggots are still alive is eaten. When the cheese has fermented enough, it is cut into thin strips and spread on moistened Sardinian flatbread (pane carasau), to be served with a strong red wine… Because the larvae in the cheese can launch themselves for distances up to 15 centimetres (6 in) when disturbed, diners hold their hands above the sandwich to prevent the maggots from leaping into their eyes. Those who do not wish to eat live maggots place the cheese in a sealed paper bag. The maggots, starved for oxygen, writhe and jump in the bag, creating a “pitter-patter” sound. When the sounds subside, the maggots are dead and the cheese can be eaten.
Yup - make that really strong red wine.
Actually, bread and wine sounds really good.
Gfactor
February 18, 2009, 5:42pm
10
I’m going to move this from General Questions to Cafe Society.
Gfactor
General Questions Moderator
Xema
February 18, 2009, 9:09pm
11
OK, bread and wine while we listen to the “pitter-patter.”
“Don’t feed me casu marzu and tell me it’s raining.”