I grew up in an extended family that worships butter, thus I, too, am a butter worshiper. REAL butter. It so distresses me these days, especially with restaurant food prices, that any decent place would serve a substitute.
My mother thought that Kleenex, dishwashers, margarine and butter in stick form were all Communist plots (this was back in the 60s & 70s). Therefore, we had none of those in our house. We bought butter in the one pound slabs, and there was always a slice from the slab on a saucer on our counter. My dad would make a snack of oyster crackers and butter, taking a cracker, dragging it through the butter, hooking it onto another cracker, and munching away. Thus I learned at an early age the concept of a "butter delivery system."
Right now in our area, it is primo corn-on-the-cob season. This is my favorite butter delivery system. Others are popcorn and toasted home-made bread.
Butter gets an undeserved bad rap--"ooooo, fat!" Julia Child proclaimed, "With enough butter, anything is good!" She's my hero!
Leta
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