Goat-themed Post 2005

Okay, if I can't rouse myself from the bed, I can at least clean up my browser window.

While in London it was my great pleasure to visit Neal's Yard Dairy to partake of sublime cheeses. I unfortunately didn't take enough notes and only remember the name of the last cheese I tried: Childwickbury. It was a very fresh - four days old! - goat cheese with a lovely texture and delicate flavor. Simply sublime. And, as with other cheeses I tried, delightful with crusty sourdough bread and a richly-flavored Jonard apple.
Here's an article with a picture of the happy goats behind that cheese. All goats deserve a climbing folly in their yard.

I've given goats as holiday gifts in the past, or more precisely, given the gift of a goat to someone who needs it in the name of a non-goat-needing friend or family member. This Guardian article follows up on what happens with gift goats.

(Oh and while we're at the Guardian, here's an interesting survey of the 20 best geek novels. No goats, but Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep is #4. I know I've read 12 of the 20, with another possible 1 or 2 that just might have been so long ago I've forgotten. I was a big time SF reader in my late teens).

And I'll round this out with a nice portrait avec la chèvre which my cheese pusher Gordon posted in his journal. He calls it "Goat Empathy".

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Goat-themed Post

Okay, if I can't rouse myself from the bed, I can at least clean up my browser window.

While in London it was my great pleasure to visit Neal's Yard Dairy to partake of sublime cheeses. I unfortunately didn't take enough notes and only remember the name of the last cheese I tried: Childwickbury. It was a very fresh - four days old! - goat cheese with a lovely texture and delicate flavor. Simply sublime. And, as with other cheeses I tried, delightful with crusty sourdough bread and a richly-flavored Jonard apple.
Here's an article with a picture of the happy goats behind that cheese. All goats deserve a climbing folly in their yard.

I've given goats as holiday gifts in the past, or more precisely, given the gift of a goat to someone who needs it in the name of a non-goat-needing friend or family member. This Guardian article follows up on what happens with gift goats.

(Oh and while we're at the Guardian, here's an interesting survey of the 20 best geek novels. No goats, but Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep is #4. I know I've read 12 of the 20, with another possible 1 or 2 that just might have been so long ago I've forgotten. I was a big time SF reader in my late teens).

And I'll round this out with a nice portrait avec la chèvre which my cheese pusher Gordon posted in his journal. He calls it "Goat Empathy".

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