I’m guessing you probably don’t have a nice, deep, dark, cool, damp cellar for aging cheese, so a gorgonzola or sharp cheddar is out of the question. So, what you can easily make in your own kitchen is fresh cheese–like chèvre.
First of all, you will need:
A non-metallic bowl
A whisk
Cheesecloth, sterilized (dip in boiling water for about 2 minutes), and twine
A strainer that can fit onto your bowl
1 cup whole milk
1 cup buttermilk
Heat whole milk to 80°. Pour into bowl, and whisk in buttermilk. Let sit on your kitchen counter for 24 hours, so the curds form. What you will have will be very similar looking to cottage cheese. Line a clean bowl with a few layers of the sterilized cheesecloth. Spoon in your curds and whey, and let sit for another 5 hours. Tie up the cheesecloth, and give it a good squeeze, to press out the whey. Put cheesecloth into strainer, and set above bowl, and let drain for another 2 hours. Cut open cheesecloth, and peel it off your cheese.
With this, you can fold in herbs–and it’s a good idea to throw in some salt. This stuff only holds well for a couple of days.
So why is it spelled “cheese”. If it were spelled “chis” it would sound just the same, it would taste the same, and we wouldn’t waste all of those "e"s every time we spelled out the word cause it would be spelled “chis”.
And who’s the clown that keeps referring to the “Jewish Rabbi” and the “Catholic Nun”. That’s even worse than “NIC card”.
Every time my wife threats me with divorce I tell her she can’t get rid of me that easily. She was born and raised in Kentucky. We were married in Nashville, Tennessee. If she ever divorces me, legally we’re still cousins.
Why is it that nobody remembers the name of Johann Gambolputty de von Ausfernschplendenschlittercrasscrenbonfrieddiggerdingledangledongledunglebursteinvonknackerthrasherapplebanger-horowitzticolensicgranderknottyspelltinklegrandlichgrumblemeyerspelterwasserkurstlichhimbleeisenbahnwagengutenabendbitteeinnurnburgerbratwust-legernspurtenmitzweimacheluberhundsfutgumberabershonedankerkalbsfleischmittleraucher von Hautkopft of Ulm?
[Exceedingly long character string hyphenated by UncleBeer]
I was thinking about the blancmange sketch, and thought, “What’s a blancmange?” Aparrently they’re not common down in Florida. Reminder, look for a good kilt.
today is an odd day to say the least. My tank top that i just got is really kewl. It’s got monkeys and bananas on it and the phrase “go bananas!” all over it. I wish I had some blow pops left. I am in need of a small dose of sugar and fun. better go get offline to join the real world today.
i think i’m in the mood to make pancakes.
There would be a problem with that. Buttermilk is acidic, and will react to being in a bowl for 24 hours. Hey, if you like grey colored, metallic tasting chis, by all means…
I wonder if things like oysters were first eaten on a dare.
I want to know who first came up with the idea of blowjobs. And why isn’t there a statue to this guy?
If the good Lord had intended for us to have this many children he wouldn’t have invented blowjobs.
Today’s episode of Thundercats was strangely disappointing.
I need a girlfriend.
I’m beginning to wonder if the previous two sentences could be related somehow.
I’ve been at work for just over 3 hours now, and I don’t think anyone else knows I’m here. Oh, wait. Yes they do. I went out on the floor for a moment earlier.
Spam.
Why is the phone book yellow?
Hey, look. Someone emptied my garbage finally. Good.
Been looking for a way to work this into some conversation:
If Thoreau had been a drinker, Walden would have been a different book. (“Damn birds shrieking like hyenas this morning; I have nailed boards to the windows to keep the sunlight out.”)
does smeghead have anything to do with smegma? Today was fairly boring.
I think i’ll have some toast with chis.
nah, i want a blow pop. And no, this isnt’ to feed an oral fixation. dammmnit.
i need to clean my computer area. too many papers floating around.
i’m gonna see chicken run tomorrow. WHOOHOO!!!
why are there rhinos on the stuff that they put over the lexan? it’s silly.
it’s too easy to confuse people lately. oh well. at least some of them like me confusing them.
and jessica, don’t eat my pancakes! They’re mine. If you want pancakes, I’ll make you some. Just don’t eat my pancakes. That reminds me, wonder if BEW likes pancakes for breakfast, and if i’ll have a chance to find out. Probably not before I find out if vaughn likes them.
Every time I enter this thread and reread the first post I think that it should be its own thread.
Ok, Bratman – I’m officially hijacking this thread and dedicating it to the discussion of blowjobs.
I want to know everyone’s thoughts. Keep it clean, or at least wash up afterwards. And the only rule is – don’t talk with your mouth full.
