There are a few ways to enjoy your squeaky cheese…
When I made cheese in our plant, rennet was this syrupy brown substance (think a true maple syrup “that-came-out-way-too-fast” consistency, not so much Mrs. Butterworths slow-as-tar thickness) responsible for turning milk into curd.
Our neighbor Shyla has a secret garden at her house with a gargantuan spider guarding the entrance. The spider sits just above eye level for me so I almost didn’t see it…
For the dressing, I mixed my favorite blue cheese, Rogue River Caveman Blue, with our own yogurt. I have been in love with Rogue River cheeses ever since we visited them a few years ago.
“One of the beautiful things about growing up on a farm is being able to go out and play in the barn, build hay forts, jump off things, and just be able to run around. Then seeing my kids enjoy the same things.”
This is one of the reasons we simply cannot become certified organic.
Farms are more than lots of fields and cows, they are the keepers of childhoods and the birthplace of amazing memories.
“A poetic (and sort of scientific) love story where everything comes together and there is beautiful coagulation and then a LOT of salt. My kind of love story.”
A story by Elizabeth (Appel) Hayes
John and I have been taking advantage of the nice weather and going on picnics on my day off. John starts work at 4am so we like to head to the park at 8 or 9am. That makes it a late breakfast… Read More