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I got a small piece of this lavender goat cheese for taste in a Budapest market. I closed my eyes and smelled it thoroughly before tasting it. My first reacton was tears in my eyes. Then my smile turned into laughter because the door into my memory lane became wide open. Memories of lavender fields, a village with all those long forgotten sounds of animals, gardens where we felt secure... How did you make this wonder?
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