Jeremy was out of town visiting family last week He found this hand-cranked butter churn at his Grandma Roma's house that is just like the one we got at Salvation Army last year. So he had Grandma help show him how to use it.
They poured in the cream and Jeremy got to churning.
It got to the point where the cream had thickened so much that the churn paddle wasn't hitting the cream anymore. Grandma Roma said she doesn't remember that ever happening.
My guess is they need more cream so that it fills in the space even though it is thickened--we'll have to experiment with ours here and see.
So they decided to finish it up in the mixer.
At this point they salted the butter.
Then they squished and pressed it to work out the extra buttermilk. (I've also heard of rinsing the butter in cold water at this point.)
This is Grandma's mother's butter paddle.
Then they formed it into a log in the waxed paper and put it in the fridge to chill.
Jeremy decided to drink the buttermilk. . . waste not, want not.