Yup.
Santa Baby Left Me A Little Something-Something
under the tree.
Stream of consciousness for today:
E--
amazed
illuminated
fascinated
intrigued
complex
simple
the short list fulfilled
can't catch my breath
afraid
brave
alive
pleased
impatient
out of my hands
feels like home.
Uncultured
It's finally happened.
We've become cradle robbers.
After the doc gave us a thumbs down to aged cheeses a few months back, as the mold is bad for our immune systems ,we've been satiating our curd laden dairy lusts with the "newborn" stuff.
That's farmers cheese, feta, mozzarella and most goat cheese in plain English.
Pretty much the blandest cheeses on Earth.You have to pair it with the right spices to make the flavors burst out.
Otherwise it just lies there on your tongue ,begging for an unremarkable q uick end down the old gullet .
I won't touch goat's cheese with ten foot pole, so that 's one less category * bleh*.
However being a food tinkerer ,I have managed to make several delectable dishes out of what we can eat.
A kick @ss cheesecake, potato chip dip and a salmon dill spread for crackers.
The only thing that hasn't worked yet is our family fave, mac & cheese.
I had gotten my from scratch version just right with the juxtaposition of creaminess , spice and perfect mouth feel over the past few years .
Maybe I can try it with this latest discovery, a shy sheeps young toscano fresco , if the melt is just right -- it could work...