Make Your Own Mozzarella

Everyone has dreams. Couples too. And I’m sure, some of the dreams Ryan and I have are pretty common. Buy a house one day, have a kid, maybe a dog or two. But we also have some dreams that are a little unusual. The kind of dreams that could happen, but are more od things we imagine and talk about but won’t actually happen. Like buying a herd of water buffalos and a huge piece of land and starting a cheese empire that introduces America to Italian-style mozzarella di buffala (buffalo mozzarella). No, that’s not your dream? Well it’s something Ryan and I talk about on a regular basis.

Cheese from Rome and a little key chain for scale

Cheese from Rome and a little key chain for scale

Ryan and I have been crazy about mozzarella since we studied abroad in Rome (we were there at different times). What’s crazy fancy and expensive here in the states is all over the place (and not expensive) in Italy. My roommate and I would buy huge balls of mozzarella at the grocery store and then eat it with a fork as an afterschool snack. It was creamy, gooey, salty, and terribly indulgent. Who just eats a ball of cheese for a snack? Answer, cheese lovers and twenty-year-old girls. Continue reading

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