Well, That Stinks

I threw out a small wheel of Camembert this morning. The damn thing cost me $20. The moment the cheese left its air-tight storage container, my entire apartment began to wreak of cauliflower rotting in sewage. Even now, hours later, the smell lingers. Apparently, it's supposed to smell like that. Frankly, I don't know why anyone would choose Camembert over Brie. It's inconceivable from my point of view. But a lot of people are into it. There's no accounting for taste — or smell, evidently.