Music: Gorlliaz, Plastic Beach
Yes, baby. I cooked my family's sweet grass-fed/grass-finished steak in salt-free pastured butter. And I would do it again.
Those Weston Price folks are hardwired into me and I believe in the many virtues of butter. My child (otherwise pretty intolorent to non-human dairy, as we discovered a few nights ago -- all sore tummy, stuffy nose, and angry kicking crying all night -- after he had a huge cheese debauch at the grands') eats butter slices as a snack. He ate butter slices with dried pears just this afternoon, in fact.
Plus? It was delicious.
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