It was a beautiful, sunny day, so we decided to take a short drive north to Cumberland to visit Sunflower Farm. They have a herd of Nigerian Dwarf Goats who are quite possibly the sweetest, mellowest, friendliest goats I have ever encountered. As we were getting ready to leave, we decided to pick up some fresh chevre from the self serve farm stand. While we were there, one of the owners of the farm, Hope Hall said, "Hey, if you want, I'm making some fresh herb cheese right now, if you can wait a minute, it's almost done." Then, we watched her pick a sprig of rosemary and take it with her into the kitchen where she finished making the cheese. "This cheese is made from yesterday's milking." She said. My husband and I looked at eachother, how have we ended up in this happy little goat farm, foodie, paradise? I happened to just have a package of crackers in my bag, because with two small children I never leave the house without snacks, so as we drove off into the beautiful, Maine Indian Summer, we ate a delicious snack from some of the freshest cheese made with milk from goats we got to meet and pet. It was so joyful.
