Chey’s Lounge

Omg guys. I’m still sad today! I’m just living out here messing shit up and having to deal with it. It’s a Sunday, so I haven’t had to deal with it quite yet. Not sure if I need to call or if I will be called. So tragic! Whatever :(. Sigh! I tried to make popovers and whipped butter today. It worked out okay. Butter could stand to be a little more whipped. I didn’t really take pics throughout the process this time. I guess I’ll just write about it since I’m still fricken SAD! But at least I’m not cursing like a sailor today! Still didn’t get to comments. I have a lot of flaws. Okay, back to the cooking. Perhaps baking, this time. 

Here’s the scene. I have all of the ingredients I need at this point to make what I need to satiate all of my food-related desires. I start by making a milkshake. I have written a milkshake post before. No further milkshake info needed. After the milkshake was made, I started with the butter. It turns out, if you look up how to make whipped butter, it basically always involves whipping up store-bought butter. I was feeling extra, though. I wanted to make my own butter and I wanted to whip it. I am SAD. Making stuff and being over the top with it is one of the few things that can distract my distraught brain. I kinda was too extra but I won’t get all the way into it. It kinda worked out because I basically was mixing the heavy cream in a container in a bowl. The container I used was ever so slightly too small. It worked okay despite me making a little bit of a mess. I used a whisk attachment on an immersion blender. Took a second. It was getting a little hot and heavy, if you know what I mean (the blender was heating up and it’s hard to hold down a button for an extended period of time). I just whisked that pint of heavy cream up and watched her cream (sorry) and finally thicken up and glisten. She was starting to sweat and I knew it was about to happen. Her buttery goodness was breaking up with that deadweight boyfriend of hers: buttermilk. This was not a clean process. 

Once I was satisfied with the way the cream incorporated into the butter, I removed it from the buttercream and did something I probably should’ve done second. I immediately just dumped it in ice water. I was feeling like it needed to firm up a little. I eventually ran it under cold water; I probably should’ve just done that first. I put it back into the ice and then I used some cheesecloth to try to squeeze out any excess water and buttermilk.  Probably not that necessary. Just squeeze well with your hands. I used a cutting board to try to play with it a little, maybe absorb a little more excess moisture, idk, I tried lol. After this point, I separated 3 tablespoons from the rest of the pack and set aside to use in the popovers. The recipe (https://preppykitchen.com/popovers/#recipe) calls for unsalted butter, and I have none, so I figured that would work. I definitely should’ve double-checked the recipe before making the milkshakes because I was Deathly close to being too low on milk. It’s so possible I was, ever so slightly. The popovers suffered most probably. I had previously set aside 5 tablespoons of milk to put in the freezer for a few minutes to make it extra cold. I was looking up whipped butter recipes, and cold milk seems to be a secret to a better texture. You could use some buttermilk too, but something about it just felt depressing after all of that effort to separate it LOL. I ended up using a little less than that. It took a while to incorporate, and I truly made a mess during my attempt. Once it seemed whipped enough (probably not enough, but you have to understand how bad of a job I was doing), I added some kosher salt and honey. I whipped it up for a while longer to incorporate and also just to do my best to aerate it. It sufficed. Time for the popovers. 

If you looked at the recipe, you’ll see it says to use a blender. The blender was dirty from the milkshakes, but a gal’s gotta do what a gal’s gotta do, so we got that washed up and then blended those bad boys up. I don’t really use one recipe when I am cooking, but since it was baking, I basically just did what it said. I may have messed up the cooking time a little, I don’t think I really did. I don’t have a popover pan, so that is a disadvantage. I tried my best and although my oven is dirty as heck, I will post a pic. They were a little bit dense, but once again, that’s probably because I used a muffin pan. I was pretty happy with it all. I just like to make things, but it’s so time-consuming. Maybe someone should pay me to cook them like 2 meals a day 4 days a week and then like some extras. I could explore that, but perhaps I will continue to do nothing when it comes to finding something that would make me a little less sad. Don’t feel like driving anywhere… maybe I should order some groceries and stimulate the economy. Idk. Whatever. I just need a little kiss on the forehead maybe. Idk. Ttyl.