Pioneer woman- hmmm not so sure

The making of butter.
Me in my infinite wisdom thought it would be a great idea to make my own butter you know with my new pioneer woman status since we moved to "the country".

I've been wanting to source some raw unpasturized, unhomogenized milk for a while now. Last week I found a source. So yesterday we packed up the kids in the car and drove over a hour to a beautiful dairy. Once we were there we all pitched in a helped as we learnt what to do on the spot. We fed the calves, Harry got to help round up the cows and feed the enourmous bull they had. Once the cows were up we went into the milking shed and learnt how to attatch the milking equipment and how to clean it all down after the process is finished.

For our reward we walked away with 30 litres of fresh raw milk.

Overnight of course the milk and cream were lefrt to seperate.Today I did my best to scoop out the cream and began beating and beating and beating. Thank god for the Kitchenaid.

This turned out to be a rather messy job.

After the seperation of solids which becomes the butter and liquid which is the buttermilk

we have the final product

The Butter handmade by ME!!!!

Now what to do with the other 25 litres or so?
It was a time consuming , and messy process  for little product. But it's as fresh as you can get with out any thing but fresh cream in it. The proof will be in the tasting. I'll let you know.
I'll make buttermilk pancakes with the buttermilk.
The taste of the raw milk is delicious. It's a magical taste, energetic somehow, akin to eating a snowpea straight of the vine or apple off the tree.
It's what we should be eating and drinking.
Did you know it's illegal to sell raw milk in Australia? That's why I can't reveal our source of milk. The farmers were very generous to allow us to buy some milk from them and we really apprciate there time and milk.