A few weeks ago, I called my dad.

I had a few questions for him.

The topic is Limburger cheese.

Oh, boy.

That's the subject near and dear to my heart.

If you've never heard of Limburger, it is the OG stinky cheese. It is uncanny how much it smells like feet.

But my dad loves it. And Limburger has been a big part of his life for decades.

But so I was wondering, did your parents eat Lindbergar or how did you, do you remember your fruit?

My mother used to make a big production out of holding her nose while my father ate it with onions, with raw onions.

Mm, yes.

Doesn't that sound good?

That actually does sound good to me.

I think that would be...

And you had to have a beer with it, you know?

You had to have a beer with it.

A beer and raw onions and good bread.

It wouldn't work with...

My dad's parents immigrated from Germany,

and I've always thought of Limburger as this uniquely

German thing, because my grandfather wasn't alone in his devotion to the cheese.

For a while, in the late 1800s, German communities across the U.S. were teeming with Limburger.

It was ultra popular. But lately, my dad's been having trouble finding the U.S. were teeming with Lindberger. It was ultra popular. But lately, my dad's been having

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