My grandma Edna had dairy goats. When my sister and I were little, we made her tell us over and over her "goat stories". It must have caused me some sort of brain damage because I've always wanted to get some goats, even though her stories were the kind that would make you never want any goats (goats playing on top of a brand new Cadillac, goats that got in the house, that sort of thing).

So what follows are our goat stories, dedicated to my grandma Edna. And the stories of our supreme dog, Sadie Lady, our feisty cock-a-tiel Sami, our horses Skipper and Peanut, Tess the goat-guardian donkey, and our three goats, Edna, Daisy and Blue Belle.

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

French Style Goat Cheese and Yogurt

The yogurt, didn't yogurt. Will have to try that one again. But, the cheese was wonderful. I drained it in a bag for 10 hours and then put in the fridge. It turned out just like I wanted it to. Stiffer than cream cheese and it forms nice moist crumbles. Had it on toast with jelly on top for breakfast. Then Jeff and I had it on a salad at dinner last night. The flavor is very mild, no acid or sour taste. Next time I make it, I'm going to take half of it and not drain it as long to see what that's like. From what I've read, can't remember the source, in France this type of cheese is put in a soft goat cheese mold, looks like a 6 ounce tumbler with holes in it. The cheese is served up, still slightly warm, and probably drained for about 1/2 the time I drained mine. They serve it with croissants in the mornings.

I found another recipe for a modified mozzarella on the internet. You make the cheese like you would make mozzarella, but stop and drain it, before the last step in the normal recipes (heating and stretching). Looked good in the pictures.

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