A young shepherd saw a girl, liked her and followed her. Forgot his cheese in a cave though (stupid, and unforgivable mistake you would think….)
The shepherd seduced the girl, and came only much much later to his cave, and found his cheese had some blue mold…
Drunk on LOVE the shepherd thought: who cares if it’s blue and ate it anyway.
And this is how Roquefort got created, or at least that’s how the story goes.
Later Caesar invaded Gaul, stopped in the Roquefort area, had some cheese, and loved it.
That’s at least what legend says…
I just say:
you are blue and you rock.
You rock and you’re strong
But Oooooppppsss where did you go?
Are you already propagating your greatness in my stomach!!!!!