A Public Service Announcement about Zingerman's Cheese.

I just bit into a terrible apple. Pretty much rotten on the inside, and yes, for a moment I was feeling pretty disgusted... And then it happened.

I was reminded by a dear friend of a time I bit into something called "Zingerman's Log".

On that fateful day I was having a wonderful time at a local wine bar, guzzling my share of red wines of the world. There was a buffet laid out with all sorts of exotic cheeses and meats that went very well with the wines. Except for one. It looked sort of like garbage and phlegm sorta mixed up. Being an adventurous eater, I asked the waiter what it was...

"Zingerman's Log" he replied.

Now mind you I have at one point or another eaten just about anything that walks or crawls on this planet, so I had no trepidation in putting "Zingerman's Log" into my mouth, name be damned.

An explosion happened in my mouth. Not since I had unintentionally had my mouth vomited into by my lactose-intolerant one-year-old, had I had anything so disgusting enter my body. This was truly revolting, and it tasted just as it looked, a combination of phlegm and garbage with a slight hint of cat feces to boot.

Today reminds me to e-mail Zingerman's and tell them their cheese tastes and smells like week-old amish farm ass. Of course knowing my luck, they will send me free "week-old amish farm ass" tasting cheese, or better yet, a sampler of all of their "week-old amish farm ass" tasting cheeses...

Now, where is the remains of that apple?