“Well, many’s the long night I’ve dreamed of cheese–toasted, mostly…”

The weather is quirky. Snow fell the other day, but today and the next few days will be in the 50’s, tolerable weather. The nights will be cold but that’s November, and that’s why I have a comforter on the bed and animals who snuggle.

The bird feeders need filling and the red spawn needs to be shot. It has defeated my squirrel buster feeder by being small. It jumps from the deck to the feeder, grabs some seed then sits on the deck rail to eat it right in full view of me. I run out to scare it away but it knows when to come back. I’m thinking some acorns, a bit of irony probably lost on the spawn, or small rocks as ammo stored upstairs. I’ll open a window and aim though the sound of the acorn hitting the deck should sent that spawn running. He knows he is targeted. Think hose and last summer.

Much to do today. My friends are coming to dinner, a very late birthday dinner. They both have their birthdays in September and mine was August, and we have yet to give each other our gifts. I have to shop so last night, to save time from today, I set out all the dishes and silverware. We’re having pork tenderloin with an herb crust, smashed potatoes baked in the oven and glazed carrots. I’ll make my Moroccan appetizer, muhammara, and put out cheese, to me the most versatile food of all.

I am a cheese lover except for gorgonzola and blue. They even smell bad to me and blue always looks as if it has been around too long to eat. Cheese is a staple in my fridge as many of my meals are just cheese with bread or crackers. Brie is a huge favorite.

Ghana has no cheese because it has no milk. Ghana has cows but no Ghanaians drink milk. When I went back to Ghana, I was forced to use evaporated milk in my instant coffee just as I did in 1969. Ghana is not a place for coffee lovers or cheese lovers for that matter. If I were in the Peace Corps there now and still lived in Bolga, I’d find the Fulanis who tend the cows, buy milk from them and make my own cheese. It isn’t difficult.

In 1969, I figured everything was just part of the experience as did most of my friends, but when we got together, food always became part of the conversation. We all mused about what we missed the most. In Accra, we’d spend money at Kingsway Department Store to buy bruni food, white people’s food, to bring home. We’d travel to Lome, Togo because you could get ice cream, pastries and yup, even cheese. Lome was a volunteer’s paradise of food. One wonderful memory is when a bunch of us from Ghana were together in the Peace Corps hostel in Lome, something that didn’t happen often. We had all bought stuff to bring home, special stuff you couldn’t find in Ghana. Well, we had a huge party for no reason except we were together, had food and loved parties. We ended up eating just about everything.

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16 Comments on ““Well, many’s the long night I’ve dreamed of cheese–toasted, mostly…””

  1. Hedley Says:

    Epsom :

    With Pet Clark’s birthday tomorrow, another really famous son of Epsom, that wasn’t me, played guitar on Downtown and went on to be even more incredibly famous that Pet Clark or me or, for that matter Brenda Gilhooly. His uncle owned the Leyland car dealership in the town. My Mum bought her green mini there if that helps 🙂

    OK, im6 , go for it

  2. olof1 Says:

    This day has passed so quickly so I only wrote a few words in my own blog and will only visit Yours and one more blog today. I never seem to have anything to do but suddenly I have to do everything at the same day 🙂

    I would not survive without milk, cheese and yoghurt 🙂 We Scandinavians are the ones drinking most milk in the world if I’ve been informed correctly. Evaporated milk is an abomination to be honest but if there’s no real milk that’s the only option 🙂

    Have a great day!
    Christer.

    • katry Says:

      Christer,
      I shopped and have started working on dinner: appetizer done, meat marinating and potatoes cooking.

      I did without milk and cheese, but I just chalked it up to part of the Peace Corps experience. I agree about evaporated milk. The foods available were limited. I was surprise by what I saw now in the markets.

  3. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    I love gorgonzola. Now.
    When I was young I would not have eaten it if it was the last cheese on the planet. 🙂 My favorite at the moment is horseradish gouda.
    Your birthdays menu is mouthwatering. You can do my birthday meal any time. 🙂

    Red spawn has apparently not learned. Or he has gotten wise to your ways.
    I found a seed combo that the spawns seem to prefer over regular bird seed. It’s for wildlife and has cracked corn, sunflowers and peanuts. The grackles seem to prefer it as well and leave the other feeders to the small birds until this stuff is gone.

    It’s warmer than yesterday but the wind is bit nippy. I did a tiny bit of yard neatening and brought the hoses and the wheelbarrow into the cellar. I’ll do the bird baths by hand.

    Enjoy the day and the birthday meal.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      I’d be happy to do dinner. I also do one for my friend Clare, and she has her favorite: my chili and chocolate cream pie. I keep chaining the cheese. I just bought goat cheese and Irish cheddar.

      That seed sounds like the fruit of Eden for squirrels. My spawns would be chewing the wire to get at corn and peanuts. I haven’t seen grackles for a while. They used to be numerous.

      No wind here. It was a nice day. I did fill the feeders and cleaned out the birdbath. I still have to find the heater as there was a thin layer of ice on it.

      You have a great evening!

  4. Bob Says:

    Like you I dislike Blue, Gorgonzola or any other stinky cheese. However, I love almost every other type. In Italy I enjoyed Buffalo Mozzarella and Regiano Parmigiana. Everything from Swiss to American are wonderful with almost any food or just by themselves. When I was in Zuhai China I visited the only deli in town where American foods and condiments were available. They had a refrigerated case full of cheese and other dairy products. It never dawned on me that Asians don’t eat dairy products and are lactose intolerant. The Holiday Inn hotel had a great Italian restaurant which served wonderful lamb chops which were imported from New Zealand. Have you ever seen cheese or any dairy products as ingredients on the menu in a Chinese restaurant? Mu Shu Cheese?

    Yesterday morning we had our first freeze. The temperature just went down to 32 degrees. Saturday the high is predicted to be 80 degrees. November is also a strange weather month here in Texas.

    • katry Says:

      Bob,
      I totally agree about smelly cheese. My nose is the first indicator of food, and a bad smell is more than enough to turn me off to anything, including cheese.

      I never realized it but you’re right-no cheese on a Chinese menu. It is the same at Thai restaurants. Ghanaians just don’t drink milk. They use evaporated milk so they are not lactose intolerant. They use it in tea.

      Here there is strange wether but nowhere close to your variations. We had snow then it was in the mid 50’s today. That’s the variation here.


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