The girls are always glad to see us on these frigid mornings. We enjoy the view of cows on feed, the nearer bunch in a bend of Pumpkin Creek.
Month: February 2019
Whoo-Hoo! for New Sourdough
The first batch of sourdough biscuits from new starter – with a choice of honey or chokecherry jelly – now that’s living! The Head Honcho said these were the best I’ve ever made!!!! It will be something special if he ever says they’re the best he’s ever eaten.
Somehow, though, I don’t think they fit into the plans for our waistbands to fit more loosely. Good thing I started the day with sit-ups, V-sits and crunches, but I’d better add an evening exercise program, too.
Sourdough and Cheese Curds
Yesterday I started a batch of sourdough and just look at that yeast working! Now we wait four or five days for it to “sour”. I’ve used sourdough before – sometimes successfully. But with my first effort, the Head Honcho finally begged me to throw it out!
My mom made the best sourdough biscuits ever, so I figured I should be able to. Obviously, it’s not hereditary. It has taken me a few batches of sourdough to even approach hers, but I’m not giving up (I did inherit that trait from her!).
Then today, I spent about 6 hours making a batch, about 1/2 pound, of cheese curds. It was silly of me to use 1 gallon of milk – should have used 2 gallons. No sense going to all that effort for such a small batch. Live and learn!
I froze Bugaboo’s milk last spring during calving season when I didn’t have time to make cheese. Fresh milk produces 1 pound of cheese per gallon of milk, but I got about half that today. But that’s all right. It was sure good to have an indoor project on this bitter cold day!
If only I’d started the sourdough a week ago, we could have fresh bread and cheese curds for supper. Then the Head Honcho would have something to complain about!!!
Weather Caught Cold
The cows scattered yesterday in the glorious 50 degree weather we had. However, today started at 5 degrees and has steadily gone down to -3 at dusk. The cows are tender footed on frozen ground, so they had a cold, slow walk back to the feed ground for their cake and hay this morning.
We waited in the warm cab of the pickup while the cows picked their way around the bends in Pumpkin Creek until they got to one of the few crossings. At the speed they were walking they must not have known there was a PBR event on TV and later the Super Bowl we wanted to watch!
Once home, we watched our young horses rearing and tearing around after each other trying to stay warm – we just ate our popcorn and added another log to the fire!
Sandy Snider Stahl 