Harzer

Harzer cheese is a German sour milk cheese made from low fat curd cheese, which contains only about one percent fat and originates in the Harz mountain region south of Braunschweig.

Harzer is often small and round, in which case it is called Handkäse or Taler, or cylindrical, in which case it is called Stangenkäse. Frequently, the small and round variety is sold in a cylindrical package, which is then called Harzer Roller.

Harzer cheese is typically flavoured with caraway. Some varieties are white mold cheeses, others red mold cheeses. The latter type generally has a stronger flavour, and both types develop a strong aroma after maturing for a few days or weeks. Harzer has a distinctive strong smell and overpowering flavour.

Harzer contains very little fat (less than 1%) but extremely high protein (usually around 30%) and therefore is often used for special diets and sport nutrition.

See also

  • German cuisine
  • List of German cheeses
  • Olomoucké syrečky
  • References

    Harzer (disambiguation)

    Harzer is a variety of cheese.

    Harzer may also refer to:

  • Harzer Wandernadel
  • Harzer Hexenstieg
  • Jens Harzer (born 1972), German actor
  • Walter Harzer (born 1912), military officer
  • Podcasts:

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    Wolfghosts

    by: Heresiarh

    Beyond the invisible girdle of north
    Lies the well-hidden castle of frost
    And the paths to its towers, carved in ice.
    Are guarded by wolves of ominous size.
    Great are their numbers in winter's realm
    And great is their strength by all the accounts
    And nobody passes the borders unseen
    By the fiery eyes of the servants of wild
    Yet some of the evil spirits
    Those most unobedient and vile
    Have been cast out of the enchanted domain
    And doomed to forever roam the land
    When full-moon casts its evil beams
    On silent forests and ice-clad streams
    Unlucky travellers may then hear
    A chilling howl of anger afar
    There the downfallen children of snow
    Each of the twelve expelled once
    Have gathered a threatening army of wolves
    To avenge upon mankind the curse laid on them
    People of highlands, men of the north - folk of fierce courage, endurance and might - yet even
    They fear the onslaughts of the phantoms at night, and above all their leaders, whom they
    named wolfghosts - dreadful masters with white on their breast and bellow-like nostrils,
    inclined for warm flesh
    And when over the sinister mountains of north
    Storms forth a raging blizzard of frost
    Through the snowclouds may sometimes be seen
    Foggy shades of rushing terrible beasts
    Ahead of the flock leaps a tremendous wolf -
    one of the twelve in hunger and wrath
    Gnashing its fangs of iron and steel,
    whilst leading the majestic legion of night
    Pity to those forlorn who may ever perceive




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