On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Rogue River Blue in pear eau de vie.
On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Two sweet Bijou and Rogue River Blue in pear eau de vie.
On the third day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Three French bries, two sweet Bijou, and Rogue River Blue in pear eau de vie.
On the fourth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Four Bluebirds, three French bries, two sweet Bijou, and Rogue River Blue in pear eau de vie.
On the fifth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Five Golden Gates, four Bluebirds, three French bries, two sweet Bijou, and Rogue River Blue in pear eau de vie.
On the sixth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Six wheels a-smoking, five Golden Gates, four Bluebirds, three French bries, two sweet Bijou, and Rogue River Blue in pear eau de vie.
On the seventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Seven Fawns a-melting, six wheels a-smoking, five Golden Gates, four Bluebirds, three French bries, two sweet Bijou, and Rogue River Blue in pear eau de vie.
On the eighth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Eight Ruperts a-ripening, seven Fawns a-melting, six wheels a-smoking, five Golden Gates, four Bluebirds, three French bries, two sweet Bijou, and Rogue River Blue in pear eau de vie.
On the ninth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Nine Époisses oozing, eight Ruperts a-ripening, seven Fawns a-melting, six wheels a-smoking, five Golden Gates, four Bluebirds, three French bries, two sweet Bijou, and Rogue River Blue in pear eau de vie.
On the tenth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Ten Bossas a-stinking, nine Époisses oozing, eight Ruperts a-ripening, seven Fawns a-melting, six wheels a-smoking, five Golden Gates, four Bluebirds, three French bries, two sweet Bijou, and Rogue River Blue in pear eau de vie.
On the eleventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Eleven fetas brining, ten Bossas a-stinking, nine Époisses oozing, eight Ruperts a-ripening, seven Fawns a-melting, six wheels a-smoking, five Golden Gates, four Bluebirds, three French bries, two sweet Bijou, and Rogue River Blue in pear eau de vie.
On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Twelve mongers wrapping, eleven fetas brining, ten Bossas a-stinking, nine Époisses oozing, eight Ruperts a-ripening, seven Fawns a-melting, six wheels a-smoking, five Golden Gates, four Bluebirds, three French bries, two sweet Bijou, and Rogue River Blue in pear eau de vie.
Susan Axelrod
Susan Sherrill Axelrod is a former editor of Culture. Her love affair with cheese began at age 12, when she bicycled to a gourmet shop to taste an exotic newcomer—French brie. She lives with her partner in midcoast Maine, where she enjoys a well-made cocktail, hiking with their dog, Lucy, and spending as much time as possible on the water.
