The Milk and I

Once upon a time, in a far far land. . . Alright, so an hour north from me is not that far, but to some of you people living in Kansas is a strange concept. {I think that is my favorite state insult, People actually live there?}

I gathered my semi clean 3 year old and we took off in our truck. After a week plus of e-mail tag with the KSMilkmaid, I was finally on my way. The drive was quiet and the scenery was gorgeous. I know, most of you have been on one highway or the other that drives straight through Kansas to the next state, oh how boring Kansas is! Here's the problem, you don't live here, you drive through during one season and it looks bland. Trying driving that same strip in each season, everything changes. If you don't know you're landmarks, it is easy to become lost. We are just now recovering from winter, and there is so many colors erupting. It's a sight!

I digress, KSMilkmaid has better dirt roads than I do! And she is further from civilization than I am. I arrived at her home around 5pm and got a quick tour of the Fuller Family Farm. Bad timing on my part, but I got to meet some of her wonderful children, saw her free range chicken, get a glimpse of some milk cows and met a dog named Hank. She showed me the dairy, the old one and the new one. I took close to the last of her milk, 8 gallons. She insisted, even though I said I could cut the amount back a bit, but this is to last 2 weeks.

The KSMilkmaid is great, I am glad to have met her and looking forward to getting to know her better. Plus this milk and butter are delicious. Now I need to try out the flour.

Stephanie, your cheese is clabbering now, this will taste a lot better than my store bought milk batch.

If you have access to a local dairy, I highly suggest checking their products out.