ROOMMATE: What should we do with the last of this heavy whipping cream?
ME: Let’s make BUTTER!
ROOMMATE: YES, LET’S!
Impromptu mason jar shaking commenced!
I never did this when I was a kid, so I was really surprised by how much butter we made out of less than a pint of heavy whipping cream. It really drives home how much fat there is in there, holy crap.
Nevertheless, it’s the freshest, lightest-tasting butter I’ve ever had–we didn’t salt it or anything (didn’t pause to do so before dancing around our kitchen shaking a glass jar) and it tastes like air.
What are all of you up to on this lazy Sunday?