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When they gave me a bicycle and I saw my first muntjac bobbing through the fields

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Got lost on my way home this morning, driving on the highway in a daze, but in my defense it feels like a long time since I've driven on the highway (an American highway.) It's all disorienting. I complained about the jet lag once I got there, but it's a just different form of torment on the way back. Now I sleep from 2 pm to 3 am like a gremlin. Well, last night I went to bed at 7 and then woke at 5 which is definitely an improvement. This morning I had to go to the farm to meet M and use her vacuum sealer, to re-seal the semi-hard cheese I brought back with me. I was so concerned about it being confiscated at the airport, but security could really not have cared less. It will age for 6 months now. I am so excited. I am even more excited to start experimenting making my own cheeses, although there are so many logistics to be concerned about. It may take a while... Yet somehow I feel like I've been jetlagged much longer than the past 10 or so days. The whole month of June seemed to pass so quickly. I don't want everything to be moving so fast, I don't like this feeling of timelessness. I think it's maybe a little bit funny that people call cheese makers "patient." That patience maybe has less to do with the actual passing of time, and more to do with accepting the unfulfilled desire for a specific ideal or outcome...
This is exactly what the 9 hour direct flight 8 hour time difference Seattle/London jet lag feels like
I didn't bring my phone with me to either the second or third day of class but I think these pictures capture the feeling of the place rather well, considering they were the first things I saw when I arrived and on the first day when we started making our lactic cheeses
There are sheep on the other side of the tunnel

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I said single with flake because that's what all the other girls were saying and then I cried walking through Borough Market after exiting the cheese shop
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Past- present- future. But which is which! What's the name for the phenomenon... you are always changing but always staying the same... when I read the poems I wrote as a child, when I walk through the neighborhood and all I hear are the bees, when I'm in the airport holding a rose from his garden I feel like a time traveler who is in love!
Going to England to attend a professional cheesemaking workshop and eat Stilton from Neal's Yard Dairy. Afterwards getting Penicillium Roqueforti tattooed in English round hand on my ass, but really really tiny... just kidding, no I'm not

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I struggle so much with enjoying food, and making myself food I enjoy. I worked in a restaurant for years and I can make amazing food for others and be happy they're enjoying it, but I'm not good at nourishing myself. do you have any advice? I hope it's okay to ask this, I just feel like you'd know...
Oh, this is such an important question. I struggle with this too. Working in kitchens and cooking all day is exhausting. I won't pretend for a second that I always come home wanting to cook dinner for myself.
I think you and I are similar in this way, what you say about cooking for others being easier. I think working in restaurants does something to your brain. It's not even that it implants a desire to nourish others and share good food (although it can do that). I think it's more that it creates this impulse, or reflexive response to food: I cook, you eat.
Cooking for yourself is a different kind of trick. For me, it always comes back to appetite. I can't think about these things in the abstract. For example, meal prepping is actually too abstract for me. Although I understand it's straightforward and systemized, it doesn't work for me at all.
You must have some favorite foods or recipes. For me, I gravitate toward pancakes for dinner after a particularly rough day. A short stack with lots of butter and syrup, a fried egg, maybe a piece of bacon, and a glass of Riesling. It’s actually hilarious to type out. But that’s what brings me joy, and pancakes are the ultimate comfort food for me.
Other simple meals I tend to gravitate toward are pastas with tinned fish, fresh herbs, and lemon, or a chimichurri sauce over roasted fish or vegetables.
I think simple is best. Give yourself what you’re craving, and try to tap into that more so it feels unique to you, like a gift to yourself. I hope this helps...
just wanted to say i came across a mention of curry kraut on your blog last week and was so intrigued I ended up making some. it turned out delicious, tangy and spicy, and I had a beautiful time making it with my partner on a sunny Sunday :-) thanks for sharing your love of food on here!
This is soooo cute n sweet! I'm happy to know it inspired you. Personally I think it's great on egg tacos for breakfast :P
The day after I arrived the weather was much warmer than forecasted, I was sweating in my sun hat and delirious from jet lag, lugging around my bags, aimless, and at that exact moment, squatting outside the church filming a miniature depiction of the village while the church bells rang. A woman approached me, she startled me actually, because I was almost in a trance with my right eye in the viewfinder and my left eye closed, focused solely on this miniature world in front of me as she yelled from across the courtyard, isn't it beautiful? She was wearing a dark linen tunic and a head scarf and told me she was preparing medieval food in the garden, that I should come take a look. I was curious because I was only just discovering where I was and what was happening around me. Tired and hungry but also with a few hours to kill before my ferry departed and this woman was like an apparition that appeared spontaneously, I had to do what she said, but it was also miraculously exactly what I wanted to do.
The day after I arrived, the weather was much warmer than forecasted.
Some time has passed, but I've expanded some of my reflections about my arrival in Denmark last summer, and I've kept in touch with Ditte. So this piece now includes an interview at the end <3
Every spring, I cannot believe what is happening in my life, even the most simple things. I feel deep affection. My heart is open. On my plate: smoked black cod over sautéed mustard greens, roasted Japanese sweet potato and spring onion, and devil's club buds—first blanched, then sautéed with garlic and finished with a dash of soy sauce—per H's suggestion. Coconut oil was used for everything because I've been craving it so much lately…

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My mom's been cleaning her house and she decided to send me everything that was inside my hat box. There was an old journal (many old journals) that included entries from when I was fifteen. I read one last night that expressed my desire to become a good cook, live in a small city by the sea, and probably never get married but fall in love and eat breakfast in the grass. Oh...