Making Comté isn't all chomping on wildflowers and gazing dreamily at the yonder rolling hillsides. Every twenty-four hours, the milk from those happy cows goes off to the cheesemaker — called a fruitière in this part of France — to be made into fresh wheels of Comté. This, my cheese-loving friends, is where the magic happens.
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