Part 26: Butter, Spreadable Butter, Garlic Butter, and Margarine
Do you remember that part of the movie Elf where he tells elves 4 main food groups? (Candy, Candy Canes, Candy Corns, and Syrup) Well, I am the same way with butter. As an example, I have taken a picture of my fridge, as it is today:
Don't worry, the cheese is in the door. And that carton of eggs in the bottom right corner has one egg left in it. Everything needed to sustain Melissa's life!
Butter is pretty much good on anything - except maybe jello, though I'm not sure.
My friend Carla makes these yummy biscuits that she claims have enough butter in them, that you don't need to put any butter on them. My pardons to Carla, but her words don't even make sense. Everything is better with butter on it!
For proof, I would point you to this article I found a couple years ago, written by Matthew in North Salt Lake. He is also a true believer. I wonder if he's married....
If you are too lazy to read the entire article, let me quote the highlights for you:
"Some of my earliest and most fond memories are of me and my family sitting around spreading butter on stuff. Toast, baked potatoes, corn on the cob, hot dinner rolls, you name it – we spread butter on it. I remember when I was in Cub Scouts and my dad and I spread butter on my first Pinewood Derby car. I remember the time I came home after dropping off Stacy Peacock at her house on prom night. My dad was waiting up for me. He saw the tears in my eyes and before I could even tell him what was wrong, he was spreading butter on my face.
I love my dad for the butter he gave me and I hope that I can give that same gift to my children. It’s a hard world to live in these days, but if we just remember to believe in butter, i know that it can give us the strength to make it through anything."
So, apparently, even faces are better with butter on them. I can't wait to try it.
Amen, Matthew... A-MEN
4 comments:
Amen, indeed!
I have a great love for butter as well. Thank you for sharing your wisdom as well as that of Matthew.
I'm a late bloomer. I didn't know I loved butter until I married Scott. Bless and curse that man I married!
There is no such thing as too much butter on a baked potato. Yum!
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