The Bush administration apparently doesn’t like the essential ingredient to one of my favorite salad dressings – Roquefort cheese. So, before turning off the lights and heading to Texas, George slapped a 300 percent duty on the real deal. This pretty much means we will either have to pay through the nose for the stinky delight, or do without. I sure hope you enjoy your Velveeta, George.
Legend has it that the cheese was discovered when a young shepherd, eating his lunch of bread and ewes’ milk cheese, saw a beautiful girl in the distance. Abandoning his meal in a nearby cave, he ran to meet her. When he returned a few months later, the mold had transformed his plain cheese into Roquefort.