This is the season when I want cheeses. I mentioned a long time back that I make cheeses, or rather, that I have occasionally made cheeses. Oddly enough, now is the time when I want to start that little impractical hobby of mine back up again. Bad timing, if you ask me, seeing that I’m soon going to be itching to be outside digging in the dirt and will not have time, or patience, to stand by the stove watching milk curdle.
It’s also impractical because it makes no sense to make your own cheese if you do not own a cow. Cheese-making evolves out of a need to use up excess buckets of white frothy milk, and I don’t see a single, solitary bucket of milk lurking in the corners of my kitchen. At three-something for a gallon of commercial milk and seven dollars for a gallon of raw milk, not to mention the cultures and rennet and wax and cheese cloth and hours spent, homemade cheeses are almost worth their weight in gold.
The two wheels of Parmesan that have been curing in my basement came of age, nine months of age, on April first. I had been excited to cut into them but now that the date is here I’m kind of scared. The cheese will probably be moldy inside its red wax casing. It’s much more impressive to say that I have two wheels of Parmesan aging in my basement than to say that I made a couple wheels of Parmesan and they sat in my basement for eleven months, rotting.
I don’t want to open the cheeses when I’m feeling at all vulnerable or susceptible. If they’re rotten I may need to go back on Lexapro, start running, and cut out coffee. Oof. Now I really don’t want to cut open those cheeses. Just thinking about it makes me want to start popping antidepressants again.
But, it’s sunny outside, so regardless of my emotional state of being (for the record, in the throes of some wicked PMS), I’m going to break open this cheese. If it’s bad I can just turn tail and run out to the garden to plant the radishes.
Here’s the cheese. As you can see from the label, I’ve been waiting for a loooong time.
Now to cut it.
Um, this is some really hard cheese. Maybe I’ve unwittingly made myself a wheel of Parmesan rind instead of Parmesan cheese. Excuse me while I put the camera down so I can use both hands.
(Insert much straining and pushing, incredulous, high-pitched laughing, and an unnerving amount of knife-slippage.)
Still a no-go. This block of cultured milk is tougher than a hunky-lunky pumpkin. Time for my largest, heaviest knife.
I still can’t do it! This is impossible! Hi-yah!
I’m breathing like I just did fifty push-ups.
Now for a taste: Chew-chew-chew..gulp.
Wow! The flavor is, like, excellent, man! Like, like …. Parmesan!
But wait—the texture isn’t quite right. Oh no! The texture isn’t anything like cheese. It’s like, like …. rubber. Twang-ang-ang.
Congratulate me, folks. I aged myself a wheel of Rubberized Rind of Parmesan.
It’s not too bad when paired with hard pretzels. (Work with me here. I have PMS. I must stay positive, or else.) The flavor is really quite good—better than other hard cheeses I’ve turned out—salty and mildly sweet.
And really, really chewy.
Oh dear. I think it’s time to go plant the radishes.
Lily Girl, Thanks for the recipe suggestion. It just so happened that our local paper printed a recipe the same day I asked the question! I’ll read through a couple recipes and then start scooping PB and melting chips. Can’t wait!
Lily Girl, K, S, and KBS,
You are all right (and thank you for your encouragement). I will grind it up and use it, never fear. I’m hoping it melts well…
Are you suggesting that I’m a cheese?! If so, you are right. I am!
Seriously though, I will be adding cheese-making to that list—I just had to write about it first.
Just you wait a minute there, young lady! Have you grated it? Most of us eat parmesan finely grated on pasta and vegetables, so try that before you succumb to depression. Perhaps you have noticed that the edges of large rounds of parmesan not made by you are also somewhat rubbery, and they grate up just fine.
Congratulations! Not moldy, not flavorless — that’s a great start!!
Well, I think that is an excellent first try.
that big long list of what you are about doesn’t mention cheese. Just an oversight?
But isn’t parmesan often grated? Wouldn’t it be perfect on a pizza?
Time to grind it up in your food processor or blender. You’ll never notice the texture and still get to enjoy the fantastic flavor!
I haven’t tried this recipe, but here’s one for chocolate covered eggs in several flavors: http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Chocolate-Covered-Easter-Eggs/Detail.aspx