Attempt number one at making cheese was a failure. I left happy hour with my rugby friends, to moderate teasing and disapproval of this way to spend a Friday night, and failed at making cheese.
I stared at it sadly last night and finally came to terms with the fact that my curdy water was not going to become mozzarella. I bought a different brand of milk today after yoga and had a successful cheese making session!
At first I thought it was another failure as my mixture did not make giant solid curds. I refused to lose again, though, so I strained the stuff anyway and stuck it in the microwave per instructions. I almost died of a heart attack when I pulled it out, kneaded it around a little and it became mozzarella cheese.
I added the salt, slapped it around, and there it was. A tiny lump of cheese, yes, but actual Katy-made cheese.
That there is one gallon of milk's worth of cheese. Not bad for my first time, though. I'm going to get better at making curds and have less waste. Next time, I realize, I need to heat the milk a little hotter and slap the cheese around more forcefully while I am kneading it. No need to be gentle with that curd! I'm debating trying again this afternoon, but I am not sure whether it's ok to spend $15 on milk in 24 hours just trying to make fatty cheese.
I took my small bounty and made it into a pizza, though not one where I made the dough. Corey protested that I put far too much cheese on the pizza, but as of yet he has not had any lactarded side effects from the delicacy.
If I do buy more milk and go again, I will make string cheese and pack them in lunches during my first week back from vacation. I can't wait!