I do understand that. And certainly some have more outreach than others. On our
first driving trip around France, my husband and I were stopping at various chevre farms. We sampled and bought and ate and ate.
The next day, in the car, we looked at each other suspiciously, wondering why the other was so darn stinky. After some very cautious questioning of each other, we realized that this stuff was seeping through our pristine North American pores and we were smelling ourselves. We were hummy, to say the least and no amount of face washing was getting rid of the stink for some time.
So, now we eat it in smaller batches.
