let's take a moment to think about butter....
I think about butter often, mainly in the morning as I groggily spread a thick layer on my toast while I will my coffee to brew faster in it's French-pressed container. In the afternoon, I think about butter while making my snack of once again a thick spread of butter on sourdough bread with a healthy spoonful of Marmite.
Butter is a demonstration of science at work in front of your eyes.. Have you ever churned butter at home? You begin with room temperature cream, slowly whip it by hand-held churn or machine until firm peaks of whipped cream form, then break into golden globs of fat sloshing around in fresh buttermilk.
The Irish believed this transformation was so mystical that only specific women were deemed worthy enough to properly watch over the process. Hence the tradition of women-owned creameries? Perhaps indeed.
My love of butter grew from an Irish heritage, though developed during four years living as an expat in Paris, France. I discovered the rich, cultured & sea-salted butter available at every grocery store, and happily slathered thick layers of it on everything
Returning to America, I grew homesick for such butter and began making my own at home, sharing it with friends and family. Over the years, I perfected my process and minimized whipped cream splatters..
If you really just want to enjoy some deliciously creamy, sea-salted butter handmade by me, the moment has arrived!
Visit my site at : www.phelanssundries.com
Soon to be available at a local Brooklyn grocer near you.
I think about butter often, mainly in the morning as I groggily spread a thick layer on my toast while I will my coffee to brew faster in it's French-pressed container. In the afternoon, I think about butter while making my snack of once again a thick spread of butter on sourdough bread with a healthy spoonful of Marmite.
Butter is a demonstration of science at work in front of your eyes.. Have you ever churned butter at home? You begin with room temperature cream, slowly whip it by hand-held churn or machine until firm peaks of whipped cream form, then break into golden globs of fat sloshing around in fresh buttermilk.
The Irish believed this transformation was so mystical that only specific women were deemed worthy enough to properly watch over the process. Hence the tradition of women-owned creameries? Perhaps indeed.
My love of butter grew from an Irish heritage, though developed during four years living as an expat in Paris, France. I discovered the rich, cultured & sea-salted butter available at every grocery store, and happily slathered thick layers of it on everything
Returning to America, I grew homesick for such butter and began making my own at home, sharing it with friends and family. Over the years, I perfected my process and minimized whipped cream splatters..
If you really just want to enjoy some deliciously creamy, sea-salted butter handmade by me, the moment has arrived!
Visit my site at : www.phelanssundries.com
Soon to be available at a local Brooklyn grocer near you.
Love it! Best butter ever!
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