Cheese Horn
We went camping recently (as you may know from the Taj Majal post). And so I am now in the phase of using the left over foods as my mid-morning snacks. My wonderful mother-in-law (Milly) usually brings a variety box of Svenhard‘s danishes. Usually all are delicious, but I’ve always shied away from the “Cheese Horn.”
For one, I don’t like the name. It looks like a standard cheese danish. So why do they call it “horn?” What does “horn” even mean in the food world? (Oddly, I tend to eat all the “Cinnamon Horns” while camping and for some reason I’m totally fine with those.)
Second, I am put off by the picture on the package. The cinnamon horn has a picture of cinnamon sticks; the raisin-ette has a picture of grapes. The cheese horn has a picture of soft-serve?
Well friends, this morning I am going for it. I’ll let you know how it goes. If I don’t post anything in the next hour, tell my wife, Miranda Kopfschmertzen I love her.
I just came to. I’m not sure what happened. Luckily The Nudge wanted out so he brought me out of unconsciousness. What was weird was that I was wearing Art Garfunkel wig and a tailored waist coat. As far as I know The Nudge was the only one home. Either he has theater and seamstress skills or he’s figured out how to unlock the doors and let’ ne’er-do-wells into the house. (The Nudge is neutered, so I’m not sure which gender to use for one is occupied tailoring seams. But I do like the idea of him wearing a pin cushion on his wrist while sewing.) I’m thinking it is the former. If it were the later, he could have let himself out.
But the danish was fine. The solution is going to have to be that I’ll just have to call it a “cheese danish” and forever ignore the packaging. Though people at Svenhard are going to get a strongly worded email about this!
I am a fan of the berry horn. It’s like a little jammy-delight with my coffee.
I have wondered about the horn, too. We used to eat something called butterhorns, which – like the cheese horn – didn’t resemble horns at all, but that they were called horns made them somehow more charming. Buttercharms. I’m off to see if I can trademark “buttercharms”. See ya.
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