I’m such a cheese enthusiast, but I’d never had the world’s most famous snooty cheese Roquefort. Well, yesterday that ended! When I stopped at Cyprus Deli to pick up a little Kefalograviera (the Chimay Trappiste beer-enhanced Brie I got at Whole Foods didn’t last very long!) I saw a wheel of Roquefort that just called to me. I always pass it by because it is so friggin’ expensive. But the story behind the cheese is fascinating, and, since Charlemagne ate it, I figured I should too. I got a quarter pound (Five Bucks!!) ran home and tried it and. . . .found it disgusting. A little too mushy (I like my Blue cheeses more on the Stilton side than the Gorgonzola side) and. . .grainy. Grossly grainy. I put it in the fridge (in a ziplock, so Ann wouldn’t wonder why the kitchen smelled like a homeless man) and I’ll try more later. . .but maybe it’s just too rich for my tastes?