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“Kitchen Creamery” is HERE!

August 6, 2015

Have you gotten a copy of Louella Hill’s “Kitchen Creamery” yet?!?!?

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Maybe you’re here because you saw my blog listed in the appendix!

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Milk’s Leap… that’s me!

I finally got a copy and I am so excited to sit down and read Lou’s charming and personable tutorials and admire her lovely illustrations and cheeses! I don’t typically read a cheesemaking recipe book cover-to-cover, but you can bet I will with this one. I’ll pay especially close attention to the “Rising Moon” (Jarlsberg style) and “Marbler” (Morbier style) recipes, since those are the ones I helped test for the book. No doubt, I’ll be inspired to head to the store for some milk soon, too!

Thanks, Louella, for inviting me to be a small part of your magnificent book! Congrats and well done!

If Your Cream Won’t Clot, Whip It.

March 31, 2015

The weather in California has been perfectly June-like all winter and I have access to a shady deck that overlooks San Francisco Bay. It’s a real lure for friends from the City, who will actually drive all the way across the Bay Bridge to visit. (It’s not a long trip, but if you know San Franciscans…)

The view...

The view…

Recently, I had a couple friends over for Sunday afternoon tea on the deck. We had all the usual accoutrements: tea, finger sandwiches, fruit, nuts, crackers and cheese, jams and jellies, and of course, scones. Scones almost demand clotted cream… “We want clotted cream,” they shout. And I say, “A dairy product?! I can make that!”

Our tea spread

Our tea spread

I got out my cheesemaking books (which invariably include various non-cheese dairy-related recipes) and found a couple recipes for clotted cream. It looked easy. Just heat a bunch of heavy cream to about 190-dgrees, hold it there for 45 minutes, then cool quickly, and pop in the fridge for a day. Then you are supposed to be able to skim rich lovely clotted cream off the top. Four cups of of cream (a quart) is supposed to yield about 1 cup of clotted cream.

Weird clotted cream skin.

Weird clotted cream skin.

My cream seemed to do everything it was supposed to, even forming that weird bubbly, congealed skin on top. But using a quart and a half of cream, I probably only got about a quarter-cup or less of soupy semi-clotted cream… and 3.75 cups of disappointment. Luckily, if you put disappointment in a food processor and whirl the heck out of it, you get some nice whipped cream. Whip it enough and it’ll turn to butter. I aimed for somewhere in between – whipped butter – and added a few drops of vanilla extract and a pinch of sugar. It looked a lot better than the clotted cream, spread nicely, and the scones heartily approved. “Forget clotted cream! Whip it good!”

Never-clotted cream and barely-clotted cream.

Never-clotted cream and barely-clotted cream.

Morbier, More Problems

February 9, 2015

It was a rainy weekend, no good for going outdoors. So, I decided to tackle the next League assignment: Morbier. I was feeling inspired after the pleasantly unexpected non-failure of my Reblochon. I have also made Morbier before. No sweat, right? It’s a relatively straight forward recipe, but looks so cool with that ash line running through the middle… Yep, that ash line. The Morbier Achilles Heel, as it turns out.

The make went very well up until the last. During the brining stage, I went to turn the wheels in their bath and they began to separate horizontally, right across the center, at the ash line. I let them float for the remainder of their brining time, worrying all the while (ash oozed out, turning the brine inky black, and making it look all the more disastrous), and then pulled them out to dry. I didn’t want to fiddle with them and make the problem worse, but it’s pretty obvious from looking at them that there is a definite split right along the ash line, where the top and bottom layers of curd did not knit together.

Were the curds too dry and congealed before being put in the mold and pressed? To much “cooking”? Too much draining? Did I put too much ash in between the layers? Whatever the cause, there is now a gaping fault line fracturing my Morbier. My hypothesis is that the cheese will not ripen well, because air and mold can now get into the center of the wheel and will dry and destroy it from the inside out. I’ve vacuum sealed the wheels to keep that from happening, but since Morbier is a washed rind cheese, that means foregoing the regular B. Linens/beer wash, and probably not achieving a proper rind. My hopes are not real high, but I suppose some maturation of the paste might happen even in the vacuum cocoon. We shall see…

Fractured Morbier.

Fractured Morbier.

League of Urban Cheesemakers: All Spruced Up

February 2, 2015
The spread....

The spread….

Yesterday, the League of Urban Cheesemakers convened to taste our Spruce-Wrapped Reblochons. Most of us made them just after New Years (about 4 weeks ago), so they were a little young and a lot less odoriferous than the last time we made Reblochon. (There is a chance that, despite the general funkiness of a dance studio, we may never be allowed back at the ODC dance center, where we met that time. Our new meeting place at 18 Reasons community cooking school seems a lot more conducive to cheese stink, if it ever gets out of hand again.) Our current Reblochons were mostly firm, mild, and still putting on their rosy red coats. The spruce belts we’d put on them weren’t very necessary for structural integrity, but a few had begun to develop that nice acerbic woodland flavor near the rind. A few that were made pre-holidays had reached that wonderful oozy “cold fondue” state…. perfection!

"Cold fondue" by League-mate Andy

“Cold fondue” by League-mate Andy

My Reblochon was a royal pain in the affinage. The initial make went fine, but the blue mold (P. Roqueforti) was a constant bother. During the three-plus weeks of aging, I scrubbed the wheels almost daily with salt and washed them with beer. Flummoxed at times, I stripped the wheels down entirely to rid them of the tenacious blues. That included taking the spruce bark and twine off and boiling it each time, while thoroughly scrubbing and washing the cheese and digging blue out of its crannies. And I’m pretty sure each time I did that, I set the ripening back by sloughing off the good molds, too (Geotricum and B. Linens), and probably just spread the blue around more. It was only after the last overhaul that I feel I got the blue in check a little, but by then it was only three days before our League meeting and not enough time was left for any great maturation.

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Freshly belted new wheels vs. Roqueforti-infested cave creatures

Still, when I opened one wheel, I was pleasantly surprised. It was young, yes, but had a consistent fudgy paste (with a lot of mechanical holes, likely due to my jury-rigged light-weight pressing technique that involved canned dolmas), a slight cheesy funk, and a mild flavor with no overt blue tones. While I was fed-up and ready to be done with ridiculously bark-wrapped Reblochon (who’s brilliant idea was it to wrap cheese in a porous organic spore-harboring material!?), opening the sacrificial wheel showed me that the cheese is not a loss and is actually headed in a good direction. So, I came home, inspired to keep caring for the second wheel – knocking the blue mold back and keeping up the beer baths – until it’s ripe, rosy…. and maybe even a little oozy? One can hope.

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The end product… unexpectedly not-terrible!

It’s All Gouda

April 1, 2014

Back in early February, the League of Urban Cheesemakers came together to share our Goudas. You can read about how I made mine here. I’ve gotten a bit behind in my reporting though, so I’ll be brief… and mostly pictorial.

IMG_2006Here’s our motley collection of Dutch lovelies. Once again, we all used the same recipe, but had so many different results. With a hard cheese like Gouda, there was the variable of rind treatment. Most had natural rinds, a few were waxed or coated with cream wax, one was bandaged, one had even been rubbed with paprika.

IMG_2002We enjoyed the cheese with a few accompaniments. There were the usual crackers and wine, but there were a few amazing homemade treats as well; sourdough, backyard honey, jam, barley wine and home-brewed beer… it’s so exciting to be part of a group with such crafty kitchen skills.

IMG_1998A new tradition we’ve started is to bring a store-bought example (or two or three) of the subject cheese, so that we can all taste the “real thing.” (You can see them in the lower right corner of the photo above.) We had three nice Goudas for comparison, which tended to be a lot sweeter and caramel-y than the Goudas we had made. We decided most of ours tasted more like Cheddar, which I think means they were more acidic than they should have been… but there wasn’t a bad one among them. In fact, they were all Gouda. ;-)

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Keepin’ It Cool

March 25, 2014

Check out my thermostat!

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My cheese cave is finally properly equipped and I can affinage like a pro! I was relying on the dumb temperature knob inside my dorm fridge and a suction-cupped thermometer to keep the temperature right for aging cheese, but it tended to be too cold, even when set at its warmest, and fluctuated a lot on the refrigerator’s normal cooling cycles. Now, with this little gadget, the right temperature (usually 55-degrees) is easy to achieve and keep steady.

This box plugs into the wall and the refrigerator plugs into it. The thin cord at the bottom has a sensor on the end that goes inside the fridge-cave and tells the box when to turn on and off, overriding the fridge’s own cycle, and making sure things stay at the right temp. As you can see, there’s a knob where you can adjust the temperature to whatever is right for the cheese you’re making, or even to different temperatures at various stages of aging.

Cheesemaking supply businesses sell these gadgets, but I actually got mine (thanks to my dear old beer-making Dad) from a brewing supply place (William’s Brewing) and it was much less expensive (like $25-35!). There seem to be some slight differences in how it works (like incrementally set temperature selections rather than a gradual adjustment knob, an option for cooling in stages rather than all at once, and even a heating function, which I assume is specific to beer-making), but it gets the job done. Now I can be sure my cheese is just the right amount of cool, and comes out looking, tasting, and smelling totally cool, too!

The Language of Cheeses

February 12, 2014
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IMG_1674My book club recently read The Language of Flowers by Vanessa Diffenbaugh. It’s a very good story, set in San Francisco, about a wayward homeless girl who gets herself back on track by working as a florist. Her talent for arranging bouquets, which almost work magic for those who buy them, comes from her foster-mother who taught her “the language of flowers” as a child; the Victorian custom of sending messages through bouquets in which all the flowers convey a message through their symbolism.

576628_10151900025792550_669650855_nMy book club is also a bit of a food club and I, in particular, really like to theme the food to the book of the month. Many flowers are edible, so I tried to think of ways to make a dish using flowers and, of course, cheese came to mind. I decided to do a lavender chevre and I made rosemary flatbread crackers to go with it. Lavender stands for “devotion” and rosemary, that’s for “remembrance” (Hamlet, you know?). I wasn’t really trying to send a message with my cheese and crackers, but the hors d’oeuvres ended up having a lovely sentiment.

IMG_1689I used Debra Amrein-Boyes’ basic Fresh Goat Cheese recipe. It uses a mesophilic starter and just a tiny drop of rennet, which creates a very delicate curd that I drained in my wacky burger-joint ketchup and mustard bottle molds to form perfect chevre logs. As I scooped the gel-like curd into the molds, I sprinkled dried lavender (from my balcony garden) in a bit at a time. Once I unmolded the logs and was ready to serve, I also rolled them in a bit more lavender, because it had a nicer purple color than the bits that had been in the cheese for a few days. Ultimately, it ended up being a bit much and the cheese tasted a little soapy, which was disappointing, but a flower girl who practiced a little more self-control could make quite a nice delicate lavender infused cheese, I think.IMG_1693

The rosemary crackers were  based on a recipe from the Smitten Kitchen, which is a great food blog with consistently spot-on recipes. Click here to link to the recipe. Instead of making big flatbreads, I cut mine down into rectangular crackers. They were thick and a bit chewy, but really flavorful and a perfect (non-crumbly!) base for a cheese spread.

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