Procrastination Part II, or I Made Cheese, and It Tastes Like Cheese!

I should be writing a speech right now. Because this is my chore for the evening (thank Dog this term is over soon), I also decided to check on the Gouda I made earlier this year. It has now been the requisite 60 days, so I sampled.

 

Oh dear Dog, it tastes like cheese. Like, actual cheese. Not Mascarpone or Ricotta. Hard, aged cheese! Just call me a proud squirrel right now. Tomorrow, I shall take some into the office to turn my buddies into guinea pigs.

Bon apetit, and have a lovely evening (I am back to my speech now)!