A Mostly Sustainable Graduation Party

On January 8, 2011 I graduated summa cum laude from Georgia Gwinnett College with a degree in Business Administration, Finance concentration. To celebrate the event, I catered my own graduation party last Saturday night. As much as possible, I used local and/or organic food. It was a lot of work, but at the end ofContinue reading “A Mostly Sustainable Graduation Party”

It Ain’t Easy Bein’ Cheesy: Cheddar

My moderate success in making mozzarella for some reason made me think I could make cheddar. And why not? Lots of people make cheese. Um…don’t they? Anyway, how hard could it be? I’ve got the kit from New England Cheesemaking Supply. Easy peasy. Despite my confidence, the instruction book saying Farmhouse Cheddar is the “easiestContinue reading “It Ain’t Easy Bein’ Cheesy: Cheddar”

It Ain’t Easy Bein Cheesy: Mozzarella

If there’s one thing can make my heart go pitter-pat it’s the thought of rotten milk in the form of CHEESE. Who would have thought that adding animal stomach (rennet) to warm milk and then waiting around would produce such wonders as cheddar, parmesan or mozzarella? I began my foray into the world of cheesemakingContinue reading “It Ain’t Easy Bein Cheesy: Mozzarella”

Yogurt Triathlon

Welcome to the frozen new year! I know I have been delinquent in recent months. The fall semester started and apparently zapped all my energy. Trust me, I would have rather been cooking and blogging than doing multivariate statistics. A couple years ago I procured a yogurt maker. I know Alton Brown would disapprove ofContinue reading “Yogurt Triathlon”

Fast Food

After a long, rough morning of doing tai chi, hsing-I and pa kua in the park by the Chattahoochee River, I came home starved. Mac & cheese would have taken too long. Lucky for me, I had picked up some lovely organic heirloom tomatoes at Whole Foods. Ripe, fresh tomatoes should not be confused withContinue reading “Fast Food”

Reluctant Heritage

I have a lot of Norwegian ancestry. I get excited when Norway is in the news. I root for Norse athletes in the Olympics. My home town is full of “I-wegians” (Iowans of Norwegian descent) and is one of the few places where you can find lutefisk on the Sunday brunch buffet. It’s probably thatContinue reading “Reluctant Heritage”