Churning Butter

[Edwin]

When I was a little boy with had a hand cranked butter churn, and I think my mother did the cranking of the churn. My Dad had a multiple speed drill press that was Craftsman, and it stood about head high off the ground. He got the idea that he could use it to churn butter, but he only did it once. He locked a beater in the chuck, turned it on, went away and forgot about it. When he came back there was butter all over a boat his was building, and all over everything else in the shop. By the time I was grown and gone from home, Mom and Dad got a new motorized butter churn that had a gallon jar. They used it quite a bit, and our daughter now is still using it. I went on ebay and bought another hand cranking butter churn with a heavy glass square gallon jar. Carol wanted it and loves it, but I am the one who uses it. She cranks it some, but she gets too tired to stay with it long enough to get butter. I have a system playing 2 hymns, then cranking fast and ferious, then 2 more hymns and more cranking, and I keep doing that until I get butter. The big doggie, Scooby, that is in the picture loves it when I churn butter, because he gets the butter milk mixed in with his food, and he loves that. My Dad and older brother used to drink the butter milk, but they drank it sour, and I never liked it that way. The butter milk we get is sweet as we never let our cream get old before we churn it. There are a quite a few cooking recipes that call for butter milk also, but Scooby usually gets it, and he loves it!