You would ask, “Why the hell would you need to make your own cheese??”
I know, right?!
Anyhow, I made my own cheese today, for the first time.
And I learned some lessons from the process (here’s the pause where you can roll your eyes and think, “of course, the philosopher-wanna-be will always has something to say”; I agree.)
So here’s how you make cheese. In particular: cream cheese.
Step 1. Heat up your milk with a bit of lactic acid bacteria (yogurt?) to 38-40 degrees Celsius, then mix in a syringe of rennet essence. Stir well then let the mixture rest for at least 20 minutes.
Now you have time to make some new friends, my dear. Start a conversation. “Break the ice”. Warm up the acquaintanceship.
Just remember to not overheat the new bond, ’cause you don’t want to creep people out, do you? Chit chat for a bit then leave them alone. Personal space is so important, I can’t stress enough, especially when you’ve just met.
Step 2. After 20 minutes, the mixture starts to firm up. This process is called “ripening”. Now you want to take a knife and slice this solidified mass into smaller pieces.
Makes no sense at all, right?
Oh well, it makes perfect sense to me.
You all had your well-deserved break, now is well time that the cracks in the relationship turn to attention. We’ve all been there. According to my limited experience, the strongest bonds are the ones where people fought, then reconciled.
After the first impression, people start to see flaws in each other. It is crucial that these flaws are tolerable, otherwise the relationship will forever be what it has always been: “Oh, just someone that I (used to) know.”
Change is good, so I’ve heard. Not the biggest fan but I must agree, I’ve learned a lot from people who are different from me, in good and bad ways. It’s all personal preference here, but now I only regard opinions from people whom I care about, people who are important to me. Of course, I used to take everyone’s opinion very seriously. Then somewhere amidst of breaking down from receiving disapproval from people whom I didn’t even respect, I taught myself to wipe the milk splashes off the table and carry on.
Step 3. If you’ve stirred well enough, you will see small white curds forming. Drain the mass through a colander and collect the curds.
As expected, you have found each others’ flaws and decided to compromise. Congratulations! It will (hopefully) go uphill from here.
Eventually you will not be able to get all the curds, as well as compromise everything. There are things you will never change, for the sake of your own integrity.
My point is, if the person is right, you will end up together in each other’s lives.
Step 4. Press the curds into a mold. You choose the shape, normally people go with round molds.
This is probably the highest level of commitment. You are one. We are one.
I’m so thankful for the people who decide to stay in my life, after I opened the door for them. It doesn’t mean that they will never walk out, or I will never kick them out (I hope not!). So long as we are still together, I am having the time of my life, dears.
Here’s my thank-you to my beloved family and close friends. Thank you for loving me unconditionally, for putting up with my gaga temper and at times annoying personality. Thank you for sharing our memories together. Thank you for embracing the good in me. Thank you for sympathising and giving me your honest opinions. I can’t thank you enough. Thank you!!!
Step 5. Garnish your beautiful cheese with some Himalayan salt, herbs of Provence, etc. Anything that suits your taste.
In short, keep on making wonderful memories together. Cherish your time with each other. Make each day as beautiful and unforgettable as it can be.
Everything has an expiry date. So enjoy and make the best out of each other, while it lasts. My trick: pursue your personal hobbies, and do it together. To me, nothing is more attractive than the look in the eyes of people who have something to be passionate about.
Need I say more? Carpe the hell out of your diem!
And remember: cream cheese shared means doubled tastiness 😉
All jokes aside, I went to the Cheese & Wine Festival today with my friends and attended a workshop where I learned to make my own cheese.
I beg for your forgiveness that I will keep the memories of today to myself. Great moments are meant to be personally cherished and selfishly keep to self, like storing good wine. There’s only one thing that I would share: I feel like a lucky devil every single day, because of my supportive family and inspiring friends.
Also, I went to see the movie “Bohemian Rhapsody” today, and even shed some tears. God knows how surprised and glad I was to be able to cry because of a movie again. Freddy is truly an inspiring legend.
Okay, I should stop here before this whole thing turns into an emotional mess.
If you read until the end (this is the end, I promise), you deserve some photos: