The next time you're about to pop a chunk of moldy Gorgonzola, lamb's lung, aged beef or urine-scented kidney into your mouth, consider its meaning. "Part of the experience of this sort of meal," says Carolyn Korsmeyer, professor of philosophy at the Âé¶¹´«Ã½o, "involves an awareness, however underground, of the presence of death amid the continuance of one's own life."