It is impossible to buy raw milk butter. If you drink it, you know how hard it can be just to find raw milk. Raw milk butter? Out of the question. Thankfully, butter is extremely easy to make. It takes about 20 minutes.
Mr. Wetzel and I love cheese, and we also love a good bargain. This post gives a price comparison for the different cheeses available at our local Costco, and I also have some research to share with you on some of the cheddars available there.
Trader Joe’s has a large selection of cheeses, and their cheese is very affordable, compared to other specialty markets with similar selections. My friend, Lydia, had a conversation with blogger Ann Marie (aka: Cheeseslave) on facebook comparing the cheese at Trader Joes. The conversation was so educational, I had to share it with you all. Today when I was at Trader Joe’s, I took pictures of the cheeses that they discussed. Below is an edited version of their back-and-forth:
Raw milk creameries and the FDA don’t get along. It’s a pity. And it seems the creameries get the raw end of that deal. The Estrella Family Creamery is a local, Washington raw milk creamery. Check out this blog post I just found by Debs from seattlelocalfood.com about the FDA’s seizure of the Estrella Family [...]
It’s easy to make your own skim milk, whole milk, half and half, cream and heavy whipping cream from raw milk right from your local farm. Once you get your fresh dairy home, just leave it in the fridge overnight or for 8 hours and let the cream rise to the top. Then, skim the cream off the top of the milk. We drink milk from Jersey cows, and any given week we can get 2-4 cups of cream from a gallon of milk; cream-tastic!
Raw milk is milk that has been neither pasteurized nor homogenized. Mr. Wetzel and I want raw milk from a local dairy for several reasons. We want milk from healthy cows that are well cared for. We want to support the local economy. We want fresh, tasty milk. We want the health benefits of drinking milk in its purest form.
The first time I experienced homemade yogurt was in Blagoevgrad, Bulgaria. It was around 1993, I was in middle school and my parents were in missionaries in the former Soviet Block country. We were in the Kotsakovi home, and my future sister-in-law’s mother pulled a bowl off the top of the fridge, removed the towel that covered it, and poured the lumpy white liquid into jars that went into the fridge…
Hi, there! I’m Erin. I’m a crunchy Christian mom and artist. I love to eat local farm food and shop at thrift stores. I blog about our crazy life and baby girl (born April 2011). I love rainbows. My hair is messy. ^_^ I hope you enjoy my blog! (Read More about me here...)