Let's not forget Mimolette... we were staying in Paris, hungry; I hit up a local bodega (or whatever all-night store is in French) and bought a package of what looked to me like nice aged Cheddar.

Back in the hotel, we are pigging out on this delicious french cheese when my son (14 yrs old, knows everything) mentions that the cheese we are enjoying almost surely was infested with live mites.

Hilarity ensued