Today I walked downstairs into the kitchen to see, sitting on the counter, a square block of orange cheese. I knew almost instantly what it was. With more cheeses than days of the year, I am honestly disappointed that the French feel the need to import our mediocre bricks of hormonized, bright orange yumminess.
As a general rule, I have been avoiding cheese in France to slow the weight gain process and hopefully to ward off unwelcome pimples. It is sincerely a shame that in France I am going to get fat off of an American cheese!
Then again, cheddar cheese is actually English...
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