which was the fashion at the time
I am reading a book called "Dishes and Beverages of the Old South" and am currently fixated on this instruction:Wash butter well to remove the salt, and squeeze out water by wringing it in a well-floured cloth. If there is a strong taste, or any taste of rancidity, wash well, kneading through and through, in sweet milk, then rinse out the milk with cold water to which a little borax has been added.
Rescuing rancid butter? Through kneading in sweet milk? And a finishing rinse of BORAX?!?
I mean, I know this is probably the old-fashioned salt butter that my mother ate in her youth, the kind that needs washing before you eat it and whatnot, but wow. That's a lot of very strange effort to rehabilitate it. I think if I were transported to ye olden days and expected to survive, it wouldn't be long before I would just give up, lie down, and die. If the dropsy or some mouldy wheat didn't take me out first.
In other news,
glockgal's and my tumblr DCU roleplay is going well. REALLY well, considering we are total newbs at running an RP. It helps that the bulk of the people who signed up are over 24, clued-in, and generous when it comes to the other players. Check out the archived stuff (including art!) over at
thejusticelounge, if you're so inclined! We're not canon-bound -- indeed, sometimes for the sake of plot expediency we're not even factual science-bound, heh -- and would LOVE to have new members!
And now for lunch. Which today is Trader Joe's tamales. I tell ya, since we found that store an hour's drive across the border and back? It's been a godsend. mmmmm, green chili and cheese tamales.
comments over yonder on http://bossymarmalade.dreamwidth.org/521448.html, y'all.
Rescuing rancid butter? Through kneading in sweet milk? And a finishing rinse of BORAX?!?
I mean, I know this is probably the old-fashioned salt butter that my mother ate in her youth, the kind that needs washing before you eat it and whatnot, but wow. That's a lot of very strange effort to rehabilitate it. I think if I were transported to ye olden days and expected to survive, it wouldn't be long before I would just give up, lie down, and die. If the dropsy or some mouldy wheat didn't take me out first.
In other news,
glockgal's and my tumblr DCU roleplay is going well. REALLY well, considering we are total newbs at running an RP. It helps that the bulk of the people who signed up are over 24, clued-in, and generous when it comes to the other players. Check out the archived stuff (including art!) over at
thejusticelounge, if you're so inclined! We're not canon-bound -- indeed, sometimes for the sake of plot expediency we're not even factual science-bound, heh -- and would LOVE to have new members!
And now for lunch. Which today is Trader Joe's tamales. I tell ya, since we found that store an hour's drive across the border and back? It's been a godsend. mmmmm, green chili and cheese tamales.
comments over yonder on http://bossymarmalade.dreamwidth.org/521448.html, y'all.