Monday, September 16, 2024

I keep thinking about making ghee.

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It's not really that difficult?  It does take time.  Some of the processes take fifteen or more minutes standing.  Or constantly checking.  Easier, really, if I can do it, to just stay on my feet while doing it.  I have been looking for other ways to do it.  And, while I think they may work, I'm not convinced they will quite get it right.

Ghee, rightly, needs to be browned a bit.  It isn't just clarified butter.  Which is good, and does remove the elements of butter that are... not as good.  With those gone, the butter is nearly shelf stable, is for a decent period of time.  But more important, to me, it is able to be used for higher heat applications in the kitchen.

What the other processes don't do, from the looks of things, is brown the butter.  That is what will give it that true ghee taste.  Sort of nutty, just shy of burning it.  Still, one of these might work, while I sort things.  And try to get back on my feet, and schedule.  Of course, I have to get a pot or pan ready for use.





I even have pint and half pint jars.  I'd just want to run them through the sanitize setting on the dishwasher.  And, I only want to make a few jars, see how they do.  But, may just one jar at a time?  Maybe just a pound of butter per batch.  Though that might be too little?  Perhaps two pounds... sure.
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Oh, and something else?  I have been wanting to do this.  I have the items.  While I don't have soda cans, the carbonated water cans are the same size, and won't need to be washed.  Especially the plain water type.  I... have the kit around somewhere, including the small drill.  I just never got to it.

Not sure how well this will work.  How practical, safe, it is.  But... that isn't always the issue.  I just want to play, tinker, work even if in a minor way.

Just... some thoughts.  Have a good day.  I think, for me, it is bedtime.  Good night, good morning, good day, good week.  I'll keep you in my prayers.  Me to, as the stress of things... makes me wonder if my time is nigh.  Though... I've... thought that a thousand times.  It doesn't seem to be nigh, it just seems like it.  Later.

Oh, and finally, on back to bed.  It's nine thirty one as I finish this.  Had to find the videos, and am going slow.  Tired.  Oh, but I'll turn the furnace down.  Don't want to shut it off, it can get nippy.  But 68 is good, for now.  I'd turn it down to 66, but if something happens, I like just a bit more of an edge.  I don't quite trust it to do 66 either?  Hm... or... maybe I will try it.  Good morning, day, and all the rest of the jazz.  I'll certainly pray for you.  I only pray for me because God asks if of me.  But you?  You... need it!  :p  Later.

4 comments:

  1. Picked up some ghee after I got out of the hospital, didn't care for it, pretty sure I now have a rancid jar of it in the cupboard.
    So glad I'm not fighting a wound and blood sugar, though as mentioned, I don't track it. My "wounds" are mystery bruises and burst capillaries under the skin, left arm looks like its covered in mini leopard spots, I almost don't want to venture out in short sleeves. Bloody nose hasn't been a problem lately.
    Shared a half a double cheeseburger and fries this morning, pups got the fries and bun plus a nibble of burger.

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  2. Oh, yes. I have tried ghee form the stores. Various levels of expense. All were adulterated with seed oils of various types, if not on the label at all. If there was liquid pooled at the top? At room temp? That had other oils in it.

    Besides, while it can be used as a butter replacement? It's really meant as a cooking oil. One that won't go rancid. If it goes rancid, in a year? It's adulterated, or fake whole cloth.

    Not sure about the bruising. I don't bruise unless I hit the ground at 30 mph. Basically. Do you have an iron problem, deficiency? Bloody noses go with that, too.

    Oh, but I used to have a serious nose bleeding problem too. I think when they had me on aspirin. But even before that. Aspirin is a serious blood thinner. On keto it seemed to get better. But on carnivore, I... can't remember the last time I had a bloody nose.

    I'm having salad, two today. And my usual fatted coffee. I'd like to back off the coffee, go every other, or third, day. But... it's... such a part of my routine now! I'm working on it.

    Chicken, soon. I need to pull it, and get it thawing. And... see if my little furry friend will eat of it. Look, eating what you need. I get that. For people who work? I don't think, without both of the couple in on it, and a sea change in food, doing and staying pure carnivore is brutal. Even solo, it's... about killed me, until now that I am doing gooder.

    I won't judge. I'll just say, most burger joins (save In-n-Out, the Five Brothers (or such), and a few others), have pseudo burger... meat (and extruded meat juices) plus chemicals and... other stuff. But, even now, sometimes I have to eat out, somewhere. Thinking about a bucket of chicken hindquarters. Hoping roasting my own will get me off that consideration. Ugh.

    I know they fry chicken in the worst, cheapest, nastiest of seed oils.

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  3. The Liver Damage is the base cause of the "bruising". The liver is responsible for an "enzyme"? that strengthens blood vessel walls... mine, not so much anymore. Guess the reason for the "mystery" is In have no Idea what mild "trauma" will cause a nasty bruise. Poof! they just show up. Worry about one in my brain... and with my "thin" blood, could be bad... That's what killed my Dad's Father, squatting down at the small town shop's grinder, sharpening lawnmower blades, stood up... for the last time. They brought him back three times on the way to Sioux Falls, there wasn't a fourth.

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  4. Rhetorical questions always throw me.

    I'm not sure which is worse, being old, and ill, knowing what will probably get me, or when I was young and thought I was bulletproof, and sought to prove it. And... sort of did. :p

    I am only alive, though, because something with some serious mojo said "no", to me dying. Not just once. The click of the shotgun hammer, remembering draino, or waking up after a massive overdose to... feeling pretty good, on multiple occasions. Urhm, etc, etc, etc. It... sort of makes me chuckle now. God must have shaken His head, and said something like... haven't I already told him a dozen times? Sheesh. :p

    Welp!?! Live until you die. Most of you only die once. Some of you live well enough to only die twice. Some of us are extra special. I wonder if there is a special olympics for the undying? :) Maybe a... hold your breath underwater for two day event?

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