For Those Too Lazy to Think of Their Own Ideas

The Snackulator!

Cool. Some good-sounding recipes.

My only beef? I told it that I had "1/2 hour... max" and it gave me a recipe that takes more than 1 hour to make. But it still sounded good. Or gouda. You know, whatever.

A Grilled Cheese Test

The Ingredients


Some Assembly Required


On the Grill


The Final Product

I have been making my grilled cheese the same way for awhile: sourdough, goat cheese, red peppers. This weekend I bought a portabello spread and decided to give that a try. When I looked at the jar I saw that it was not a spread but a "sauce and dip" and I was a little worried that it would be too liquidy for the sandwich, but it turned out pretty well. The flavor was rich but not overwhelming. Unfortunately, I went a little overboard with the goat cheese on this one so it wasn't a perfect grilled cheese sandwich, but it came pretty close. You can't mess up cheese and bread too badly.

Poor, Lonely Cheese

I was just singing the song "The Farmer in the Dell." In my head. Not outloud because I don't think that would impress my boss who sits approximately 5 feet away from me.

Anyway...

The very last verse of the song is:

The cheese stands alone.
The cheese stands alone.
Hi-ho, the dairy-o, the cheese stands alone.

I want to know why. Why does the cheese stand alone? Is it because of his foul odour, having been sitting out for one hour too long? Or his agitating yellow-ish colour? If he was feeling down over being alone, would that make him blue cheese?

See, I thought the mouse took the cheese. So what prompted the mouse to suddenly abandon said cheese?

This concerns me greatly.

Cheesy pun

Consider...

Warning: May smell like feet.

versus

Warning: May smell like feat.

Cambridge dictionaries defines feat [noun] as: 'something difficult, needing a lot of skill, strength, bravery, etc. to achieve'.

Maintaining an entire blog about cheese is no mean feat.

You know, having to explain the pun really takes the fun out of it. Ugh. Fine. I'll shut up now.

No, actually, I won't. I have one more thing to share with the group before I go.

A conversation:
What was that?
I don’t know. I was too busy talking to Bignose.
I think it was ‘Blessed are the cheesemakers’.
Ah, what’s so special about the cheesemakers?
Well, obviously, it’s not meant to be taken literally. It refers to any manufacturers of dairy products.

Cheese on Vacation

My husband surprised me with a weekend trip to Palm Springs for our anniversary. Since we do the exact same things on vacation that we do at home, we found ourselves at a barbecue restaurant in nearby Rancho Mirage, Babe's B-B-Que Grill.

For an appetizer, we ordered the Sweet Corn Tamale with Goat Cheese. It was topped with a Tex-Mex queso sauce, served on a bed of Spanish rice. The mild spice of the queso was the perfect complement to the sweet, rich tamale. We dug in and by the time we came up for air, all that was left was the cabbage garnish, so I apologize for not getting a picture.

If you are ever in Palm Springs, you might want to give Babe's a try. The barbecue was delicious, too. My husband said the pork tenderloin was the best he'd ever had.