I say cheese and she smiles. She likes making cheese. “It is easy,” says Sagrario, “but hygiene is very important. Which is why I reheat the curds to kill ‘los gusanos.’”
“¿Gusanos, como gusanos de tierra? – Worms, like earthworms?” I have just seen half a worm outside, left on the side of the plate after some bird’s breakfast. It looked more like a sausage than a worm.
“Yes,” she says.
We have come to see our neighbour making cheese in her farmhouse kitchen, above the cowshed. “There are 19 of them. They keep us warm,” she says.
“But I saw you buying milk in the supermarket yesterday!”
“Yes, all their milk goes to their calves. I make sheep’s cheese. The lambs have already gone.”
She grew up here and has been making cheese “since I was this high,” she says, indicating her knees.
