Blue cheese and figs? Not in cookies.

Blue cheese sounds sophisticated and tempting and delicious, so when I saw a recipe for blue cheese shortbread cookies with fig preserves on a blog yesterday, I knew that it was the right choice for me. So today, awaking to a rainy day, I drove over to the Produce Station here in Ann Arbor (taking a brief detour to make a clutch purchase of a pair of 1990's Eddie Bauer light wash blue jeans at the good ol' SalvArm) and bought a pint of fresh figs and a little wedge of the mildest blue cheese I could find.

Now, in my defense, I knew that the recipe was somewhat strange. But what about this from a fellow blogger: "what an addictive, odd little cookie". Right? Sounds good. The pictures were enticing as well.

But no, no no no.
No, I say, NO!

Blue cheese made my house smell bad today.
My mom thinks it smells good. She's old.

On the taste, my sister agrees with me: "That's not bad..." *swallows* "Oh. Yeah it is. The aftertaste is horrible!" "Bad," she says, "Cheesy."

And the fig jam as well. I recommend not making your own fig preserves. I say this with full confidence. I followed the recipe perfectly, and it smelled like vegetables. I did everything right, and it was runny... similar to beef broth.


Anyway, if this post hasn't completely turned you off from shortbread cookies, I highly recommend you try my mom's recipe for it. You can find it here.

so...I will come to you tomorrow with a culinary victory. But I leave you with this warning: think twice before blindly devoting your day, your kitchen, and your beloved ingredients to the whimsy of a blogger.

Goodnight.
-Lillie