Yesterday I unwrapped the current yogurt supply. As you see, I make it with containers of hot water, one either side, wrapped in a cloth, inside two insulated bags, one inserted into the other.
You can see the consistency here, served with blueberries, sprinkle of pure cane sugar.
There's something very satisfying about making yogurt, using a few spoonfuls of the previous batch as a starter. I make it about weekly, until the texture gets thinner, then I get a container of Nancy's yogurt from Misfits, to start a new cycle. This time around, it's been quite a few weeks.
Yogurt is my go-to for snacks rather than ice cream, for sour cream substitute, in pastry dough, and to make labneh cream cheese. All purpose food!
The time change is still with me, but I only had to fix a couple of clocks, unlike the groundskeepers here
I did get the knitting ministry gloves completed, still to be finished, and started a neck gaiter in Tunisian crochet.
I keep up with the daily poetry readings from the 365 poems book, though a lot in February were stuck on romantic love, and a bit hackneyed.
Happy day, everyone, pick your poem, whatever form that takes for you, and go for it. Gently, if the time change is an issue for you.
