And on that farm he had some … cheese!
Growing up in Ukraine, we were consuming vast quantities of farmer cheese. It was a staple, the kind of thing that you almost certainly would find in anyone’s fridge. It was cheap, it was filling, and it was made from whole milk. Not ricotta. And certainly not the slimy clumpy foodstuff charmingly called “cottage cheese” […]


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