Sunday, September 28, 2014

A Buttered Up Birthday

Have you ever churned butter? We used to have a butter churn a lot like this one, but somehow with the passing of time, the churn is gone. I  suppose it was sold when my mother had a farm auction after my dad died. I don't remember, but we didn't find it in the house now. Not that I wanted to churn any butter. For that you need a milk cow, one that produces rich milk because you need cream to make country butter. 


So how do you make butter out on the farm? 

First, you milk the cow. Not something I ever learned to do, but my mother could and my husband milked cows when we were young and trying to make a living farming. He brought the milk that we were going to use to the house (sold the rest of it in milk cans) and we strained it through a big metal strainer with a paper filter fit in the bottom. Then after the milk cooled, the cream rose to the top and you could skim it off. That's what we used to make butter. You put it in a churn or sometimes if you didn't have a churn you just put it in a jar and shook it for a long time. I remember turning and turning that churn handle. Finally you would begin to see butter flakes start forming and then more and more until you had butter. Then you had to take it out of the milk that was left (the buttermilk or as we always called it, clabber) and work the moisture out of the butter until you had a little round mound of dairy fresh butter. 

Birthday Story 1 - Simple Gifts

You might wonder what any of that has to do with the birthday stories I've been sharing. Well, read on to see in Joyce's birthday story. I'm pretty sure she got a present for her birthday that few of us have ever received.  

Growing up on the farm, one of my jobs was to make the bread and churn the butter. I Hated making the butter, it was a long tedious job. Since we were a large family...we made the butter in one of those big cans that honey comes in. Do you know what I'm talking about? It stands about 18-20" and approx 12-14" (square). Well, Mom talked Dad into hooking up one of the old electric drills to the paddles; he added another 'handle' (a black iron pipe) so it made a T. Well, we could rest that on our legs while the drill worked the paddles. It did help tremendously and speed the process up. However, by this time, I hated butter. I loved going to Grandma's house because she had oleo (or margarine as they call it now). It tasted soooo good and we kids made pigs of ourselves eating bread butter and jelly on bread when we went to visit. For my (I think 10th) birthday, Grandma didn't know what to get me and Mom told her to get me a box (1#) of margarine. She said I can't get her that!! Mom talked her into it and she did, wrapped it up in birthday paper and put it in our fridge. We were sitting down to supper and Mom said, did you open Grandma's present? I looked at her, then at Grandma and said no. Mom said it's in the fridge. I sat there looking confused (why would she put my present in the fridge?) I got up, found it in the fridge and sat down to open it, No Clue whatsoever as to what it could be. I think I screamed when I opened it. (Dad gave me a dirty look for screaming at the table.) My sisters wanted to know what I got and when I showed them, they all wanted some too. I was a selfish little brat and said NO, IT'S MINE! I sat there with my oleo and ate my bread with the happiest smile on my face. I have no idea what else I got for my birthday but I do remember that gift. It was priceless to me. I believe I did relent about a week later and let them each have One slice of bread with my precious oleo, but I was a miser and made that last for a long time.

Birthday Story 2 - Simply Fun

What a fun story, Joyce! Just goes to show how simple things can bring a lot of pleasure and how moms always know what we want most. Now here's another birthday story that's sure to bring a smile. Felicia tells us about a fun party she had for her daughter. 

We lived in Florida at this time and I don't recall how old my daughter was, maybe 10 or 11. I let her have a few friends over for her party. And we didn't have a lot of gifts. But we had a lot of fun. So the theme was scavenger hunt. I handed her a clue and she and her friends were off. That clue led her to a small gift and another clue and so on. Her next to last clue led her to the above ground pool. She picks up the last clue and it was one word. DUCK! She says that word and her and her friends look over at us confused, which is when we 'opened fire' on them all with water balloons and water guns. It was fun! The kids loved it. She still remembers that party and we all smile when we think about how much fun we had that day.


Felicia's story is another good lesson in how simple things are sometimes the most fun and creative thinking can make birthdays great without having to spend a lot of money. 

I hope you've all had fun with the birthday stories I've shared forward. I always get more than I can share, but I do enjoy reading every one. I'll be drawing for the winners this week for my birthday giveaway, but the real winner is always me since I get to hear from you and read your stories. If you haven't entered yet, you have two more days to leave a comment here with a way to contact you or to send me an e-mail to annhgabhart(at)yahoo(dot)com. I'll be picking three winners of the gift cards and book. All the details are at my website. www.annhgabhart.com.

Let me know if you've enjoyed the birthday stories or if you've ever churned butter. 

8 comments:

  1. Enjoying your stories and currently reading Christmas at Harmony Hill. Happy b'day <3

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    1. Thanks for the birthday wishes, Loretta. Glad you've enjoyed the birthday stories. Hope you're enjoying my Shaker Christmas story too. :)

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  2. I grew up on a 40 acre Mississippi farm just outside the city limits. Cousins lived all around me so birthday parties generally consisted of kin folks and a few neighboring friends. My cake was always a fresh coconut one decorated with candles only. I can still see those pink candles burning brightly as I blew them out with shouts from my guests. We would play games like Hop Scotch, Red Rover, & London Bridges and have so much fun! Usually there were just a couple of presents to open from my parents because we didn't request guests to brings gifts - it was exciting just to have friends and family together to celebrate the birthday. My birthday was 9/24 & my grampa's was the day after so we always shared our cake. I felt important that we could do that! Concerning churning butter, I helped my grandmother a little with that. She would place the milk to be churned in a quart mason jar, wrap it in a dish towel and have me shake it back & forth until the butter churned. I sometimes grew impatient with that! Although she could have made it quicker in her large churn, I think she wanted me to learn how to do it. Janet - laudencol@aol.com

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    1. Thanks so much for sharing your birthday memories, Janet. And Happy Birthday a few days late. Hope you had a good one. It sounds as if you had so much fun on your birthday. I agree that family and friends is what makes the day special. I have a Mailbag Tuesday on my Facebook page, www.facebook.com/anngabhart. I'm going to share some of your comment there tomorrow. I think it will make some of my friends there remember their birthday celebrations too. I never "shook up" butter in a jar, but I've heard others talk about making butter that way. It took a while, didn't it?

      Thanks for dropping by and sharing your birthday story. I've got you entered in the contest.

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  3. When in my foster home we had a cow and we would milk it then take it in and pasturize it in a pail then after awhile we would scoop the cream off the top and sell it to the neighbors, But my first foster mom would churn butter when she passed not sure what happen to it but yes it was more than an hour to the grocery store to go there to get a pound of butter made no sense , She was from Australia and taught us a lot of things she was so nice and had a heart of gold. Talking about that a heart of gold makes me think of you Ann and I hope you have the best of birthdays,. Love all the stories and especially all the pictures that you post makes my day as they are so neat .

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    1. Always fun to hear from you, Peggy. I'm glad you did have that one foster mom who was good to be around. Did you learn to talk with that Australian accent on some of you words? So glad you've enjoyed the birthday stories and I do appreciate the birthday wishes. My birthday month is almost over and I'll have to wait almost a whole year for it to come again. Maybe I'll order myself a gift tomorrow before the month ends. :) I'll try to come up with some more good pictures to celebrate October.

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  4. Alla Case Welch, Lawrenceburg, KYSeptember 29, 2014 at 4:15 PM

    Enjoyed all the birthday stories and I feel very fortunate to have you share forward my story. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Ann and I pray that you will be truly blessed in your upcoming year!

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    1. You always share good stories, Alla. All the stories are fun and I'm glad you liked reading them. I do think I need to try that scavenger hunt trick on my grandkids. I don't think any of them read my blog. LOL. Thank you so much for your birthday wishes too.

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