Last week I stopped by the raw milk stand at the Santa Monica Farmer’s market, which is right next to our dear friend who sells pork and flowers.
(i have such a normal life)
I wanted to buy a gallon of raw milk so I could make myself another batch of delicious homemade mozzarella. But when I stopped by, my raw milk lady had a mason jar out with her, and was showing the guy in front of me a funny yellow blob that was inside.
She had made her own butter!
So, naturally, I asked her all about it. It was something I’m sure I had done in kindergarden or girl scouts when I was young. And I had been wanting to experiment with shortbread cookies ever since making those shortbread caramels, so homemade butter could take my next baking project over the top!
I bought a container of cream with my mozzarella milk and went on my way.
A little nervous about the arm workout I was in for with all the mason-jar shaking in my future, I told Brad about my plan. Of course he had a genius idea.
Skip the mason jar. Use the KitchenAid.
Only halfway feeling like I was cheating (i was making homemade butter! that’s already the opposite of cheating!), I started up my stand mixer and let it go. Brad only gave me one bit of advice: Continue reading