As I mentioned in my morning post, today we're celebrating the Feast of St. Brigid, patroness of Ireland and dairy farmers. I had very simple plans - no straw crosses this year, just some Irish cheddar for snack, and a shepherd's pie for supper - but Earlybird got itchy and distracted during morning math so I decided to make homemade butter just for fun.
Now, we've done this activity before of course, but not in a few years. To make it easier and more instantly gratifying, I used a really small jar ...
(I keep jars of baby food on hand for making quick breads.)
EB poured the cream himself:
Then we (mostly, I) shook, and shook, and shook!
Crackerjack was fairly skeptical about all this ...
... but EB was fascinated!
We looked inside every few minutes to see what changes were taking place.
At first we had what looked like whipped cream:
But finally we ended up with a wad of butter sitting in a wee bit of buttermilk:
We poured off the liquid and spread the butter on a piece of bread:
I was the only one brave enough to try it though, lol!
(It tasted nice - like soft, unsalted butter.)
Everyone else had crackers and cheese:
And all the while, the snow kept coming down, inches upon inches, all day and now well into the evening.
It was a perfect day for a fun project, a tasty feast ...
... and a favorite book. :)
Well, thank you so much for stopping by today - I hope your day was nice too. And until tomorrow I leave you with this lovely old Irish blessing:
May love and laughter light your days,
and warm your heart and home.
May good and faithful friends be yours,
wherever you may roam.
May peace and plenty bless your world
with joy that long endures.
May all life's passing seasons
bring the best to you and yours!