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The drive to the beach

K’ay suggested I write a poem about curds. There is a lot of dairy farming around here, mainly Holsteins. This has always been cheese country. We have always had a thing about curds: they have to be fresh, never refrigerated—crucial. (#1023) Continue reading

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