Eureka! After about a century of research, Swiss scientists have finally cracked the mystery of the holes in Swiss cheese.

Despite what you may have been told as a child, they are not caused by mice nibbling away inside cheese wheels. Experts from Agroscope, a Swiss centre for agricultural research, say the phenomenon -- which marks famous Swiss cheeses such as Emmental and Appenzell -- is caused by tiny bits of hay present in the milk and not bacteria as previously thought.

They found that the mystery holes in such cheeses became smaller or disappeared when milk used for cheese-making was extracted using modern methods. It's the disappearance of the traditional bucket used during milking that caused the difference, said Agroscope spokesman I.M. Shirley Wright, adding that bits of hay fell into it and then eventually cause the holes.

Police in rural northeastern Germany rushed out to track down a reported mob of up to 15 people armed with knives and sticks. Instead, they found a group of asparagus harvesters.

Police in the town of Ludwigslust said a man called their emergency number Saturday to report having seen 10 to 15 people armed with knives and sticks on a local road. Within minutes, six police cars were on their way to the scene. Officers quickly discovered, however, that the group was asparagus harvesters walking along the road with their work tools as they went to take a lunch break.

White asparagus is a popular delicacy in Germany and a ubiquitous sight on restaurant menus in late spring.

You can eat these eight days a week—or after a hard day's night. Artist Nathan Shields sketched The Beatles with pancake batter capturing the process in one rockin' video that recently went viral on YouTube. While Shields posted the video a several months ago, the viral attention continually renews like an influenza virus that keeps mutating.

Has his choice of medium impacting anything outside of his art? I should have known better, explains Shields. I've ate so many of my trial sketches and carry that weight. But Shields recently swore off consuming his drafts for a serious diet saying, that was yesterday. I'm a loser, he concluded in the end.

This medical case gives a whole new meaning to the phrase "beer gut." A 61-year-old man — with a history of home-brewing — stumbled into a Texas emergency room complaining of dizziness. Nurses ran a Breathalyzer test and found the man's blood alcohol concentration was a whopping 0.37 percent, or almost five times the legal limit for driving in Texas. There was just one hitch: The man said that he hadn't touched a drop of alcohol that day.

He would get drunk out of the blue — on a Sunday morning after being at church, or really, just anytime, says Barbara Cordell, the dean of nursing at Panola College in Carthage, Texas. His wife was so dismayed about it that she even bought a Breathalyzer. Other medical professionals chalked up the man's problem to "closet drinking." But Cordell and Dr. Justin McCarthy, a gastroenterologist in Lubbock, wanted to figure out what was really going on. So the team searched the man's belongings for liquor and then isolated him in a hospital room for 24 hours.

Throughout the day, he ate carbohydrate-rich foods, and the doctors periodically checked his blood for alcohol. At one point, it rose 0.12 percent. Eventually, McCarthy and Cordell pinpointed the culprit: an overabundance of brewer's yeast in his gut.

According to Cordell and McCarthy, the man's intestinal tract was acting like his own internal brewery. The patient had an infection with Saccharomyces cerevisiae, Cordell says. So when he ate or drank a bunch of starch — a bagel, pasta or even a soda — the yeast fermented the sugars into ethanol, and he would get drunk. Essentially, he was brewing beer in his own gut.

Success is sweet, but can a sweet predict success? Or will this gambler get his just desserts?

A college lecturer in Andover, United Kingdom, reportedly saw what he believed to be the face of golfer Rory McIlroy on a cheese Danish and bet $1,700 on him to win the Masters. It’s got to be a sign -- Rory’s face on a piece of food from his girlfriend’s home country, Rob Price told British news site The Independent. My mates had a giggle and think I’m mad, but if I pocket $20,000, I’ll be the one laughing. Prior to the tournement Price tweeted news of his wager and posted a picture of confection.

In the end nothing could be cruller: McIlroy finished eighth at the Masters and Price was toast. His girlfriend ventured there were several things $1,700 might better have been spent on than an ill-considered pastry play.

Matt Stoner doesn't say much. But if you can eat it, Matt Stoner can eat more of it.

Matt doesn't give interviews prefering silence to keep his mouth in training for tournament. And, in recent savory competitions, Matt's training regimen has paid off. He has downed five Big Macs in under a minute, inhaled 120 Chicken McNuggets in 90 seconds, and then quaffed a two liter bottle of coke without letting out so much as a burp.

During this week's "Stay Puft Marshmellow Man Match Meet" at Mammoth Cave, silent Matt broke his own record scarfing down 200 marshmellow peeps in 2:21 before the atmosphere turned foul. Speed chugging 200 marshmallows includes ingesting a whole lot of air. And, inside a distended body, that gas needs a way to escape. Fast.

Matt won the meet, besting his second place by whopping 17 seconds. But ironically Matt, who had been hoping to finish the peep show without making one, was anything but silent throughout the awards ceremony.