Scrabbling for Cheese

It’s funny how transient our little neurons are. Yes, self-righteous scientist, I do realize that neurons, by nature, are transient. But it is interesting how our mind will start in the kitchen, leap over to the wash room, and find itself in the attic. Let’s play a mind game. I’ll say a word, and you consciously trap the first word that jumps into your wrinkly gray mass.






What popped in your head? An image? A smell? Or perhaps a memory?

I was recently playing Scrabble (funnily enough, this English major always seem to lose to Business and Chemistry majors), and someone spelled brie. Brie…brings to mind sunny French villages and crunchy yeast loaves, I thought.

Before I knew it, I was buying Presidential Brie cheese, piling cinnamon apples on top and wrapping it in flaky croissants.

Who knew word association worked so well?

Scrabble guides my paths.

So, by the transitory property, it was Scrabble’s fault that I baked the brie, ate too much, and got a stomach ache.

Thank God for Pepto Bismol.

Baked Brie with Cinnamon Apples and Flaky Croissant Nest

2 Comments to “Scrabbling for Cheese”

  1. I can smell it now! I bet it would be easy to get others to play scrabble with you when the outcome is a lovely brie nest!

  2. That’s great, Katrina. I also love that game about saying a word and then saying the first word that comes to your mind. It’s great to play on long road trips with a loved one. By the way, if you ever want to bring any of your baked goodies to class, feel free! 🙂

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