I’VE ALWAYS STRUGGLED TO EXPLAIN to the uninitiated my weakness for certain foods. Raw oysters, for example. What do they taste like? Hard to say. I usually trot out some bromide about the essence of the sea, wet rocks at low tide, leaving my audience more skeptical than ever.
Then there are tea, anchovies, tomatoes, Gorgonzola — love ’em or leave ’em. I…