archaic. (interjection) – used to express gratitude or surprise
i believe strongly in the power of gratitude. of being thankful for what we have. of expressing appreciation.
it keeps our souls healthy and it brings joy to the front.
so on mondays, the dreaded return to the grind day, i plan to begin with an attitude of gratitude. not always food-related, but sometimes. maybe a product i love. possibly a place i miss… always gramercy!
one of my favorite parts of being a military wife and moving around the world every handful of years is having the opportunity to dive deep into the regionally loved foods.
the dampfnudels and doner kabaps of germany (to name a few). macadamia nuts and delicious fishes of hawaii (not so much the poi, sorry). the orchards and vineyards of charlottesville. barbecue, of course, in kansas city.
it’s only taken me a few months to find a local favorite here in northern new york…
till now the bulk of my experience with cheese curds has been the little miss muffet poem. and hearing of the canadian specialty, poutine, where a plate of french fries is topped with the cheese curds and doused in brown gravy.
cheese curd is also called “squeaky cheese”, as it squeaks between your teeth when it’s fresh. it has a mild flavor and an awesome chew, reminiscent to me of a mozzarella stick. apparently the curds are best when they’re super fresh, which may be why i’ve not seen them much in other parts of the country.
though i haven’t had the privilege of burying my face in a plate of poutine because of the gluten-filled gravy, i have managed to devour several bags of cheese curd. we like them straight out of the bag. (the horseradish flavor is to die for.) and i’ve thrown them on top of homemade pizza too.
so if you have the grand opportunity to come across a bunch of fresh cheese curd, then do yourself a favor and enjoy some squeaky cheese.
*1000 islands “river rat’ cheese gave me no compensation or products. all opinions are my own.