It’s a strange thing, when a food smells differently than how it tastes. Niles has brought home cheeses before that smelled horrible but tasted divine, and it always feels like my senses are trying to trick me.

Part of the reason Matsutakes haven’t caught on in the West as much as other places is because of their smell – it’s a little crazy, a little spicy, and a bit foul. But the foulness softens in the cooking and disappears entirely in the taste. They taste… well, like the quote says, it’s really hard to describe. They taste woodsy. Earthy. Clean. Warm, somehow. Maybe a little piney, from the trees they grow on. They’re strong and unusual, and they won’t be everybody’s bag, but if you get a chance to try some you should seize it.