It's just really amazing. It's salty, it's creamy, it's slippery...so many good things about it. Packed with protein. Inviting appearance. Comforting texture.I must admit that sometimes, though, I'm totally repulsed by the very things that I love about it. Sometimes the texture makes me think of brains. Sometimes the creaminess makes me think of...well, something that is both creamy and disgusting. Sometimes the curds aren't firm enough for me. Sometimes they're too firm and they squeak on my teeth. Sometimes it's less curd and more watery/milky sauce. Gross. And yet, it's a uniquely wonderful food. The subtleties about it are what make it amazing or a colossal failure. It's one of the only things that I really and truly crave. I do not put anything in my cottage cheese. No pineapple, no peaches, no whatever-else people ruin their cottage cheese with. No chive cottage cheese for this girl. Give me my curdled milk straight up.
I was preparing my little cup of CC this morning to put in my lunch and I asked my husband if he likes cottage cheese as much as I do. He said, to my shock, "I don't think I've ever had cottage cheese." How can you not have ever had cottage cheese?! Is that even a thing?! I need to introduce him to my beloved. Although I don't want to induct him into the glorious land of CC until I have the perfect tub to offer him. This particular tub of CC in my fridge right now--an off-brand tub that has the markings of a black and white Holstein cow--is sub-par. I need the lavender and white tub of fat-free, firm goodness to spoon-feed into his CC-virgin mouth.
Mmm, cottage cheese, you are amazing and I love you. Thank you for your awesomeness.
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