Thanks for missing me.
Been a little distracted. Dad has a cracked rib from yard work. He's 89...he'll recover. My dear wife has been in the hospital circuit since bypass surgery the end of August. Hopefully, she'll get paroled next week. My fool son fell off his roof and lacerated a kidney. He's out of the hospital now, but still recovering at home. Otherwise, Knickie and I are fine.
I have played "Smell this cheese!" with my wife and other family members, but the only significant response I got was from my sister-in-law, whose comment was something along the lines of "a baby diaper". Really?
Oh Boofer, that's a lot! I'm so sorry to hear of all the mishaps/challenges in your family! I hope everyone heals well. Good thing you have Knickie to keep you company and be a cheese sniffer. You do, of course, have the power to make cheeses that will heal anything probably given how careful you are with your makes and how good you are at babying the rounds during affinage.
Hmmm, baby diaper? Depends upon what the baby had been eating I guess. I hope my Rebs pillow out at some point (although not like a baby diaper). I don't know how badly my neglect affected them......improper temps, etc. I guess if I ever sell cheese I'll need to use the by line of a local cheese label I saw at the coop. It was something along the lines of " do expect a very wide range of flavors from batch to batch". Ha! That's a good way to say it!
Sending this vase of our garden roses for your wife.