In a
misguided fit of enthusiasm bolstered by the mere look of our Gouda that will be
ready in three months I rushed out and got another bucket of milk at 7.30 this
morning. Had I been smart enough to swing by the supermarket and buy another
peg basket and spend 10 minutes drilling holes in it, it would have been my
most inspired move of the day, but sadly no. I was clever enough that I could
make two separate batches of gouda and paneer, work for two organisations, get
Bev’s groceries, plus the supplies needed for tomorrows pig processing, fix the
door on the shed and the woodstove. So twelve and a half hours later the
fucking cheese is made.
The paneer
was easy, bring two litres of milk to the boil, turn off wait a few minutes and
add ¼ cup of vinegar of almost any description. Leave for the curds to form,
gently lift them out into a cheese mould, press for a bit and there you
go. Gouda in contrast takes hours, heat
the milk, add the kefir, wait, add the rennet, wait, cut the curd, wait, stir
the curd every 5 minutes for 30-60 minutes, wait, pour some whey off, add more
water stir 10 minutes, pour some whey off, add more water stir 10 minutes, pour
some whey off, add more water stir 10 minutes and finally ,finally, finally you
can put it the mould. Imagine doing all that twice in one day to save spending $11.89
and wielding your drill for 10 minutes. I get it that no one want to see another
picture of boring old cheese until the stuff is ready to eat. So this is the
Where’s Dinner? photo. It was two beautiful John Dory fillets with a salad,
eaten while….you guessed it stirring cheese! Tonight I am listening to Reb
Fountain, I saw her at WOMAD and loved her, here is a live performance of one
of the tracks from her new album, released today. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rJTSoI4vqzo

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