Chag sameach--happy Shavuot holiday!
I already told you the story of how I discovered the stone tablets of the Ten Commandments in a Swiss lake.
I've posted about Ruth and Naomi and Boaz, and about the customs of Shavuot, about reinventing ritual with art, and about hearing the thunder of Mt. Sinai.
So what else is there to tell about Shavuot?
About the custom of eating dairy foods on that holiday, of course!
Cheesecake, blintzes, soft cheese, hard cheese . . .
So recently I made a "pilgrimage" up to Har Eitan, to the goat farm hidden in a wild and wildly beautiful landscape in the Jerusalem Hills.
Goat cheese at its very best!
Many different varieties of prize-winning artisan cheeses.
And yogurt, too, to drink cold from the bottle.
The cheese tasting and selling is done in this cave next to one of the goat pens.
Resistance is futile.
Sit under a tree and soak up the mountain air as you enjoy some wine and cheese.
These terraced hills where the herd grazes are ancient.
See the pretty goats at my previous post about the farm, as well as how to get there.
Ta-da! Here is the master cheesemaker himself, my old friend Shai Seltzer.
Learn more about Shai, his goats, cheesemaking, and the farm at his nice website.
UPDATE: There is a nice new article, "Israeli Cheese Goes Artisanal," that tells about Shai and other "boutique cheesemakers."