That's right, I said homemade butter.
We made friends with a woman with dairy cows here in Whitley County:
(this is one of the cows, not the woman ;) )
She gave us some milk, and we siphoned off the cream and put it in the food processor:

We hit the button and watched it spin, and spin, and spin...and suddenly, it started to transform!

and now we're left with this:
And lemme tell you, it tastes good! Also, I've churned butter before...and a food processor is Godsend. :)
Lunch was beans and potatoes from the Whitley County Farmers' Market, with some ham from Faulkner Bent Farms. Oh, and a very nice man offered me a piece of fudge...but I totally passed it off to Rudi with only a twinge of sadness.
Dinner was a repeat of lunch, but add in a huge hunk of bread with aforementioned butter and honey from the Lynch Farm...I could probably last the first fifteen days on just bread, butter and honey...I love that stuff.
I then launched off to Moonbow Prom by the Corbin Main Street Program, and felt so full of honey, buttery goodness that I didn't even long for the funnel cake. Plus, we were all too busy dancing to think of food! Day 1=Success. :)
~Mel
Lunch was beans and potatoes from the Whitley County Farmers' Market, with some ham from Faulkner Bent Farms. Oh, and a very nice man offered me a piece of fudge...but I totally passed it off to Rudi with only a twinge of sadness.
Dinner was a repeat of lunch, but add in a huge hunk of bread with aforementioned butter and honey from the Lynch Farm...I could probably last the first fifteen days on just bread, butter and honey...I love that stuff.
I then launched off to Moonbow Prom by the Corbin Main Street Program, and felt so full of honey, buttery goodness that I didn't even long for the funnel cake. Plus, we were all too busy dancing to think of food! Day 1=Success. :)
~Mel
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