If you read one of my recent posts, my husband Michael took some good farm food to work. He is a "person of interest" at his work, because of our farm. So on Friday he took in 2 kinds of bread, cream to shake into butter and some wonderful, raw, grass-fed, jersey milk. I was actually called "fabulous" because of my bread. Maybe I need to send it more often. =) The butter was a real hit. They really were totally enthralled when the yellow butter curds started forming out of the white cream. One woman cut a big hunk of bread and grabbed half the butter and informed Michael that "she was taking it home with her." Another man asked to take any left overs home. Those that were brave enough to drink the "real" milk were highly complimentary. There were many however that were not willing to drink it. Maybe they thought they would grow an extra thumb or something. They missed a real treat. One lady had several glasses. She was the same one that took the bread and butter. So over all, it was like a huge show-n-tell or farm-day in town.