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The summer of 1976 I traveled with my family to London then Paris. Shortly after arriving in Paris I developed a migraine. Was going to try and get something to eat and work through it.

Ordering from a French menu. Ok, cheese looks harmless enough. Didn't realize it was goat's cheese. Couldn't get the stuff past my nose.

Interesting that as the week progressed, I found that the cheese smell was the least offensive odor I would encounter while there.

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Ordering from a French menu. Ok, cheese looks harmless enough. Didn't realize it was goat's cheese. Couldn't get the stuff past my nose. Interesting that as the week progressed, I found that the cheese smell was the least offensive odor I would encounter while there.

Made using cultures harvested from the armpits of selected Frenchmen who haven't bathed for at least one year.