#ARTISNAL CHEESE

[theguest2]

i dont wanna work on my research project or make zines i just wanna make art of my sdv farmer

[autistme]

i have a terrible disease where every night a demon that wants artisnal gooey mac and cheese possesses me and i cant have it :(

[dabblingreturns]

I love my parrents.....but God it's hard to vist them and be trapped in the suburbs with no easy way out unless I borrow a car

And wete my eating choices are constantly judged.

Apparently I give my mom anxiety when she sees me eating sugary foods.....because she had one doctors apt were the found some signs of pre-diabetes in a 66 year old woman so now she doesn't eat processed sugar any more.

I would like this to remain a her problem and not receive judgment for eating a God damn cookie.

That sort of behavior encourages me.to hide and binge food.

Could I be healthier in my regular life? yeah, do I occasionally use visiting my parrents as a sort of health spa where they make me walk and eat at normal times and eat alot of healthy food. Yeah I do.

But this is also.a house were I have been chided for eating 1 pint of Gelato of the corse of two weeks and two boxes of rice crackers because "she was saving them for guests"

I am a Guest! A gust who spends over an hour each nice helping with food prep but a guest none the less.....

The cookie is for mental health!

So was the slice of cheese cake. And the only reason I lied and said I might eat it over the corse of 3 days instead of the real 2 sitting was that I was caught off guard! Incan feel maternal anxiety even when it's not always voices.....

Sorry for the rather triggering rant.

I normally visit around Christmas where I'm alowed to make cookies* instead of buying them in small artisnal batches and $4 organic Starburst nock offs.

But my food choices shouldn't be giving my mother anxiety and my mother judgement over my food choices shouldn't be giving me anxiety and I hate this house at the top of a two mile hill where my friends never wanted to visit. Every time I visit here I start having g more sympathy for rapunzel.

*Because everyone in our family knows that home made cookies are morally better than store bought cookies.....because you can control for ingredients everyone is allergic too and they are cheaper.

[patervoss-punbard]

Did you ever read the journal written by a Minotaur Auxiliary and their company who also dabbled in artisnal cheese making?

The epic adventures it retells are...

LEGION DIARY!

🐮🥛🧀

[highlandfarmss]

Khoya is a rich source of Proteins, Calcium and Vitamins A & D that promotes overall health and wellbeing. It is prepared by cooking milk slowly for a long duration and is mainly used in the preparation of traditional sweets and desserts. Our Khoya is made from free-range desi cow milk and is considered a healthier alternative to sweetened condensed milk

[dailyvideovault]

New video posted on: https://dailyvideovault.com/regional-eats-season-2-marathon/

Regional Eats Season 2 Marathon

[letteredlettered]

what does David and Patrick doing grocery shopping look like. they must do some grocery shopping sometimes I suppose.

There’s this great fic called have you met my family that is about how David doesn’t want to return to the grocery store where he had his failed experience has a grocery bagger and Patrick makes him.

I can’t imagine they do much grocery shopping for quite some time in their relationship because David eats out almost everything and has (imo) very low interest in cooking (I mean, to me he seemed horrified that Moira made him make the enchiladas with her). Meanwhile Patrick does it on his own because it’s not an enjoyable activity to him and he’d rather spend time he gets with David doing things they both enjoy.

Eventually when they do go together, Patrick has a list and starts at one end of the store and goes down to the other. David, who has never really grocery shopped (in NYC he does things like pick up stinky cheese or pomegranates or once he stopped at a convenience store to get milk to make white Russians and felt like One Of The Common People. In Schitt’s Creek he orders his toothpaste online, buys local products, steals Alexis’s yogurt [she gets someone to buy it for her. Probably Twyla] and thinks he’s “grocery shopping” when he buys bagels at the grocery store bakery. He never does that again because they are not New York bagels so what is the point) is kind of fascinated by this and likes to watch Patrick push the cart and thinks that Patrick would be a very hot dad shopping for his children, except that David doesn’t want any children and doesn’t want Patrick to be a hot dad but a guy can fantasize. Like what if Patrick was a single dad at the grocery store shopping for his three kids and he met David (a stranger; in this fantasy they don’t know each other yet) in the freezer aisle and maybe one of the kids was with him (ew) and the kid was fussy and Patrick had to pick up the kid (hot) and David was just walking along and saw this hunky redhead (”I’m not a redhead,” Patrick interrupts, as David is narrating this fantasy) juggling the freezer things (”What freezer things?” Patrick wants to know.

“I don’t know,” says David, “things you buy in a freezer. Ice cream and mozzarella sticks.”

“You think I would feed my kid ice cream and mozzarella sticks?” Patrick asks, appalled).

“ANYWAY,” David says, “You’re juggling all the freezer things and I have to help you because of your squalling off-spring, and we meet that way, and hit it off–”

“We hit it off with my squalling infant?” Patrick says.

“You put the kid away somewhere,” David says.

“Like in the freezer?” Patrick says.

“It falls asleep,” says David.

“Maybe you offer to hold it,” says Patrick. “That would be very charming.”

“I choose death, thanks,” says David, and doesn’t narrate the rest of the fantasy about maybe making out in the freezer section, because Patrick is right, it doesn’t work with the kid there. None of it works with kids there, but Patrick would still be a hot dad; maybe he can just be a hot single guy and they meet in the freezer section.

“But why the freezer section, David?” says Patrick. “Can it be by the vegetables?”

“And you find out I don’t know how to cook?” says David, “and you offer to give me private lessons.”

“Would you offer to pay me?” says Patrick, “because if I’m a hot single dad, maybe I don’t have time to–”

“I changed the dad part,” David says impatiently. “Keep up.”

“We don’t need those,” Patrick says, because David has just put popsicles into the cart. David is trailing along behind him while Patrick is methodically going over his list, and it’s like sudden fits of passion overcome David because so far he has put leeks, artisnal cherry salad dressing, and lime popsicles into the cart, and none of it makes sense. “Your shopping makes no sense,” Patrick tells him.

“You think that now,” David says.

It never does, except for the olive oil David always insists on buying, because they do the cooking lesson fantasy, and olive oil gets used in very inappropriate ways. “It’s appropriate,” insists David, who suddenly gets a new idea. “What if you were a hot single porn star, and I met you in the olive oil aisle?”

“There isn’t an olive oil aisle,” says Patrick, but they do that fantasy too.

[barrieads]

Need help with dinner? Made with Love can help as they prepare food trays pre-made which can be delivered or picked up. Here is some of their offerings; Bacon, Cheese and Onion Scalloped Potatoes: $14 for a small tray, $20 for a medium tray, $30 for large tray. GLUTEN FREE available for an additional $3/tray Bacon Mac N Cheese: $14 for a small tray, $20 for a medium tray, $30 for a large tray. Everything IS made from scratch, made with love and made fresh to order the day of pick up/delivery. Both dishes are artisnal and can be enjoyed as a main course for a dinner or as comfort food on a cold night in. https://barrieads.ca/ads/made-with-love-scalloped-potatoes (at Barrie, Ontario) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cgzi2VTrrdJ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[whateuniceats]

Met up with a friend at Patissiere Fouet where I hadn’t gone for a sit-down meal in awhile but super glad that I did. We went here specifically since they have a ton of gluten-free and vegan options which is what my friend was looking for. Admittely we went...a little weird for lunch but it was tots worth it. We started off with the charcuterie & cheese platter that came with an array of cured meats, artisnal cheese, caperberries, eight grain bread and housemade seasonal jam. 

For lunch options, I chose their afternoon tea that came with a selection of tea sandwiches (egg salad, smoked salmon and seasonal jam), a petit sweets selection of two macarons and mini-cookies, and a choice between pound cake, a petite gateaux or verrine selection. I ended up going with the verrine selection and got a strawberry shortcake, while my friend got the Hokkaido Soup Curry that came with porcini dashi, seasonal vegetables and koshihikari rice. For my tea I also got the sencha tea while my friend got the earl gray. Everything was fabulous as expected, but I definitely want to try more things on their menu! 

[tspofyum]

Homemade Italian Sausage and Bean soup for dinner tonight. I got the recipe here: http://recipes.oregonlive.com/recipes/easy-italian-sausage-and-bean-soup. The only difference is I added ground Italian sausage, kale instead of spinach, zucchini, chili flake and the most important secret ingredient: parmesan rind! You can pick up parmesan rinds in the artisnal cheese section at some grocery stores, I got mine at PCC. I just added it in right after pouring in the chicken stock. 👌🏽😋 •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• #homecooking #comfortfood #italiansoup #soup #foodie #foodpics #foodporn #forkyeah #foodiegram #dailyfoodfeed #instafood #lovefood #eatingfortheinsta #eeeeeats #feedyourcamera #eater #nomnom #seattle #seattlefood #eatseattle #seattlefoodie #seattleeats #visitseattle #seattleblogger #yumseattle #pnwfood (at Columbia City, Seattle)

[marcellathecheesemonger]

Cheese of the Day: April 30 - Bleu de Gex AOC

Cheese of the Day: April 30 – Bleu de Gex AOC

Sunday Blues Presented by ACS CCP® Sheri Allen:

Sunday Blue Cheese of the day is BLEU DE GEX

Cheese has for centuries played an important role in Catholic monastic life, and has had a profound influence on the development of a diverse array of cheeses among which is Bleu de Gex.

Made in the mountains of the JURA region of France, whose name became the root of the word Jurassic since rocks from…

[anneedmonds]

Hotel Review: The Newt In Somerset

It normally takes me about two years to get around to writing up my hotel reviews (it’s well over a year, I think, since I visited the Bedruthan in Cornwall and I still have the notes fresh in my mind, as though I visited yesterday!) but I’m trying to be more organised and proactive and – why not? – reactive and so TA-DAH! here we are with a post that’s actually fresh in my mind and not from my ever-growing backlog of drafts.

What an intro.

Still there?

Great. You don’t want to miss this one, especially if you enjoy the odd luxury weekend away somewhere rural but refined. Polished rural, I like to call it. It’s a thing. It’s all the bits of the countryside that people who are not from the countryside want to see, packaged up with deep, hot baths and fifty types of artisnal gin in the bar and a boot room stacked high with Hunter wellies. Hotels that are surrounded by gorgeous countryside, viewable through huge windows from a comfy chair, but that also have paths.

Because nobody would come to the real countryside, not for a luxury break. There’s nothing relaxing about a constant barrage of mud, psychopathic tractor drivers and wifi signal so weak and frustrating it makes you want to go at your own face with a cheese grater.

Obviously there are many good things about the countryside (clean air, slower pace of life, actual space), all I’m saying is that these country hotels (the good ones) manage to parcel up the country life experience so that you’d be forgiven for believing that anyone outside of the M25 spends most of the day either leaning against an AGA or throwing more logs on the fire. Rug on lap, dog at feet, glass of gin in hand and the firelight gently flickering as you read a romantic novel.

Anyway, the Newt In Somerset is the latest polished rural country house and by God do they do it well. This isn’t a hotel, it’s a destination – you could spend an entire day just going about the gardens, which are so splendid that non-guests actually pay to visit them. As a day trip.

They are magnificent, with acres of food-providing beds and orchards, wild areas, a deer park and a cutting edge, forward-thinking garden museum that you’d pay the entry price for alone.

So you have the gardens, which are an attraction in themselves, and then you have one of the most excellent spas in existence – so quiet, so instantly welcoming, so brilliantly designed – and a whole load of different places to eat and drink. Not in a “resort” sort of way, it’s not as though the place has themed restaurants popping up all over the shop, but you can climb up to the huge garden cafe that sits majestically on top op the lands, or you can have coffee in the greenhouse or dinner in the gloriously dark and sexy dining room…

The gym looks like the sort of gym very famous people would go to. I rarely mentions gyms, because WHY you would want to exercise on your relaxing break is beyond me, but this one is notable. The glass that fronts the entire building is formed from one sheet (the largest installed in the whole of Europe last year – geek fact) and it’s just spectacular. It’s no secret that I love a bit of elegant, streamlined modern architecture set against historic buildings and The Newt just do it so well.

It’s an absolute triumph in planning and design – like entering the world’s most perfect village, but if the village had been built by a perfectionist with unlimited budget. I can imagine it must have cost tens of millions of pounds. (The Daily Mail say 50 million, but hey. Pinch of salt, etc.)

And so to the main building, which is your classic Pride & Prejudice early Georgian affair, but with a cheeky little twist. In fact the twist happens before you even get through the door, because all of the woodwork (window frames, door frames) have been painted grey. It’s always a bit of a surprise when they’re not the usual off-white. Part of me hates it, that departure from the way things should be, but the other part of me admires the boldness. And it screams “we’ve done a shitload of work on this hotel – it’s basically a new build in an ancient shell!””

Which it is. The inside is immaculate, with huge panes of glass set against exposed stone walls (sound familiar? It’s like House Reno deja vu!) and bedroom walls and ceilings that are so flawlessly plastered you’d be hard pushed to tell you’re in an old house, until you go to the windows and see that they are the original sashes. The bedroom was borderline too clean for me, finish-wise – spots set into the ceiling, shining out through peepholes cut into the plasterboard, and pristine furniture, but on the other hand there’s no denying that this gives everything a really high-end feel. There’s no shabbiness – no worn leather armchair or frayed rug, none of your ubiquitous country house edge, but if there was then perhaps it would feel a little too much like the hotels that are already well established in providing a luxurious rural bolthole.

In short: go to The Newt if you’re after a countryside break. I can’t see how you’d regret it. Plenty to do, plenty to eat (and there’s a garden-to-fork philosophy, so a vast proportion of the ingredients have zero air miles and are just about as nice as you can get them) and bedrooms you’d happily live in. Make sure you do the spa and the garden museum and absolutely factor in a trip to nearby Bruton, which has the Hauser & Wirth gallery and is cute as a button. Within twenty minutes you have the market town Frome (the most “woke” town in the UK, apparently) and Wells, which is the UK’s smallest city but has an absolutely epic Cathedral. Or, you know, just lounge about at The Newt and drink their cider and eat snacks.

You can find more info on The Newt here – rooms start at £255 per night. No dogs allowed, which is also something that sets this hotel apart. Most country offerings are heaving with dogs, which is both lovely and at the same time annoying, depending on where you stand with dogs. The Newt do accept children, which is both lovely and at the same time – oh, you know the drill.

Watch my room tour at The Newt In Somerset on IGTV

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[hatewich-blog]

To hell with your artisnal, dainty small-plates and carafes of freshly squeezed oj mimosas... Goes balls deep on brunch and wash it down with a PBR. Scrambled egg, bacon, onion, buffalo cream cheese, on everything bagel. #sandwich #sandwiches #hatewich #sandwichporn #egg #eggs #bacon #onion #breakfast #breakfastsandwich #brunch #creamcheese #bagel #bagelsandwich #eats #grub #lunch #foodpic #instafood #foodporn #foodgasm #foodenema (at Logan Square, Chicago)