That thing where you meet the person who makes the cheese that made you question everything about your life, and she is all “this is incredible! i love it! here is my card, email me your story,” and you’re all, “buh buh buh.”
The fresh chevre I’m making from last weekend’s goat adventure hasn’t even set yet and I’m buying more cheese making ingredients online.
“I was working in a cubicle 9-5 but my head definitely wasn’t there and I was constantly exploring how I would fit in the food movement. In conversations at dinner parties I found the topic of food to be what I was most passionate about and would defend the price of a beautiful piece of cheese until my death, so I knew that I had to do something to bring that passion to life. It was the right place at the right time. I joined the California Cheese Guild at first as an enthusiast member and went to an awkward annual meeting and sat with a bunch of cheese-makers and [it felt] like, “Why is this creep here?” [laughs]. Stalker. Cheese stalker.”
Someone please tell me how I can make sure Sarah Dvorak knows she’s my new best friend.
Two girls asked if I’d be their new best friend, so I think that means the class went well.
A year ago this week I interviewed with Pastoral for a part-time job. Tonight I am assistant teaching my first class.
Wondering where the time went,
Yours in cheese,
A: I can’t remember the capital of Wisconsin.
N & S: Cheese!
N & S: *high five*