This is an old Dutch proverb I found while looking around online for interesting things about butter.
What a concept! I must admit to being one who shuns butter, except on very few occasions.
The saturated fat content in butter has always scared me and with having family members who have had heart trouble, I’ve always paid attention to that. So I use fake butter. Yes fake. Yummy liquid plastic in a squirt bottle. Lol Recent health issues
on my part, digestive related has caused me to reconsider what I am eating. While the liquid plastic didn’t cause my problems, it has caused me to stop and think…what is the lesser of the two evils? I know I know, moderation is key so butter really isn’t evil,
but in my tiny pea brain I still have troubles. I have progressed from liquid plastic to yogurt based spread so I am taking steps in the right direction.
Butter holds some very positive memories for me. My mother used butter, not like Paula Deen but
that is what she cooked with. We didn’t see many oils in our house that I can recall. For baking, it was a MUST to use butter. My mother would never have used margarine or gasp, Crisco in her baking lest she be kicked out of the unofficial Mrs., Cleaver club.
Christmas time meant butter overload and so many Swedish cookies that there was no room for anything else in the fridge it seemed but butter. I go through this same thing myself at Christmas time, but it seems people are eating fewer and fewer
cookies so I have scaled back my baking for friends. Even at event where there are cookies and other baked goods, I see people bringing store bought goods. I just can’t do it. Today for example is Easter Sunday. I baked to take thing to church. I don’t see
anyone else did. I saw store bought packages of buns, sweet breads and other unidentifiable things. I can’t be the last of a dying breed, can I? I do understand people have busy lives, but this seems to be the norm these days and it makes me sad. Baking yummy
things with butter is my way of giving to others and saying “You matter enough for me to go to the trouble of making this.”
Sure I could go buy something at the local grocery store, but I am afraid it would just break my heart. As another butter saying goes, “Don’t this just butter your grits?”
I made these delicious scones for Easter and these dark cherry brownies.
Butter makes me happy. All my memories of butter are good ones. Browning butter on
the stove for cookies, sautéing veggies for family gatherings at holidays, slicing into slices at my Grandma’s house to serve at Thanksgiving and of course, slathering on fresh summer corn. While I don’t advocate eating it at every meal or in excess, if something
makes us happy, why aren’t we using it from time to time?
Speaking of happy, this makes me happy.. butter video.. enjoy! I can't seem to get the video to
embed here.. sorry
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