The story of butter... from ancient nomads to festive dinner

The tradition of butter making has been around for thousands of years, writes PAT MCARRICK
The story of butter... from ancient nomads to festive dinner

The Old Butter Market in Cork in the 1920s. 

There is no doubt that butter is a very significant food; a symbol of goodness, quality and richness. The old television ad for Kerrygold Butter, from the 1980s, shows an over enthusiastic Frenchman asking an attractive Irish girl, “Is there something I can help?” 

She keeps Andre interested by suggesting he could, “Put a bit of butter on the spuds.” 

Irish butter isn’t just good food, it is an indulgence, part of what forms our relationships – like precious gold or a gift at Christmas.

Butter in Brief 

The tradition of butter making has been around for thousands of years. From Europe to Africa, from South America to Asia, butter has been a staple of many cultures the world over. I have often wondered what was that first person was doing when they created that very first glob of butter. Jojo Frey in an article, A Short History of Butter Making (USA, 2014), seems to have the answer and, like most great discoveries, it seems it happened quite by accident.

At the beginning, butter making was a rudimentary process. People would fill an animal skin sack with goat’s milk, since at this time, cows had not yet been domesticated in most of the world. They would attach the sack to a wooden tripod with rope and rock it back and forth until it eventually formed butter. Nomadic peoples would simply hang the sack off the side of a pack animal and butter would form just through the process of walking.

ButterJournal.com elaborate further on the history of butter in a blog that takes us from earliest times right up to the late Middle Ages. They say that butter is as old as Western civilisation.

In ancient Rome, it was medicinal; swallowed for coughs or spread on aching joints. In India, Hindus have been offering Lord Krishna tins full of butter for at least 3,000 years. In the Bible, butter is a food for celebration, first mentioned when Abraham and Sarah offer three visiting angels a feast of meat, milk and the creamy yellow spread.

Although some of the earliest records of butter consumption come from Roman and Arabian sources, Mediterranean people have always favoured oil in their cooking. Butter, it seems, was the fat of choice for the tribes of northern Europe. Climate played a key role in regional tastes, as the cool weather of northern climes allowed people to store butter for longer.

Here in Ireland, butter was also firmly on the menu, going right back to the days of the first cattle. As well as being the ideal way to preserve the excess milk production of summer, such valuable reserves could be easily stored. Right up to this day, containers of ancient Irish butter are found buried in bogs and are among our most common archaeological finds. It is not known why the butter was buried in this way. It could have been a simple storage place with a cold and constant temperature, it may have been to age the butter or it might even have been an offering to the gods.

A 2,325-year-old bog butter weighing almost 13.5kgs recovered from Rosberry in County Kildare, dated 360 to 200 BC, alongside the keg it was found in. Picture: National Museum of Ireland.
A 2,325-year-old bog butter weighing almost 13.5kgs recovered from Rosberry in County Kildare, dated 360 to 200 BC, alongside the keg it was found in. Picture: National Museum of Ireland.

Churning Butter is, of course, made by churning cream. The cream is agitated in a container until the fat solids separated from the liquid, forming butter. In times past, this process was completed by hand and required significant effort and time. The procedure often took up a full day and was generally conducted by the woman of the house, with help from some of her stronger children.

An excellent account of butter making, which take the reader from milking to market, was provided by Mary Small, a teacher in Carnaleck school near Cloonacool, Co Sligo, in the 1938 Schools National Folklore Collection.

The cows were milked in Píggíns (made by cooper with staves and iron hoops), strained through the fine strainer and muslin (which was placed on a wooden frame placed on the tub), and the milk cooled in wooden tubs and left uncovered to stand. The cream was skimmed and put into the churn which was scalded several times with boiling water and scrubbed with a scrub made from heather.

The churn dash was placed in the churn the lid slid down on it, and the joggler slid down on the handle of the churn dash. The joggler covered the hole in the lid and prevented the milk dashing out. Sometimes a piece of muslin was placed over the joggler. A pinch of salt was shaken on the lid before starting and all said, "God bless the Cows". This was also said when a person took a drink of milk. The salt was a charm to keep people from charming away the butter.

Mrs Small goes on to describe the fear that many people had that someone would arrive during the churning to steal the butter. This did not mean literally taking the butter but causing the butter not to form in the usual way. The thief was often described as a witch and the fairies were also prime suspects. All manner of rituals and precautions were performed to avoid such a catastrophe.

If an iron were placed in the fire while a churning was being made, no butter witch could take the butter. The people believed that the iron would burn into the witch’s heart and caused her great suffering and thus prevent her stealing their butter.

Mrs Small also provides us details of how the butter was packed and sold and she refers to the considerable value that was placed on the finished product.

Butter, when washed and salted was packed firmly in a firkin in layers. The good butter maker had it always the same colour and if at any time it was a little paler, grated carrot juice was used to bring it to the required colour.

A firkin held 1/2cwt and was taken to the Butter Market in Sligo by cart. There the auger-man tested it by inserting an auger in the centre of the butter and drawing it out. The firkin was branded with a fire brand according to its grade and sold to the Sligo Corporation buyers. The people had to go to Sligo in bands, people of one townland together, for fear of robbers in Collooney woods. The men carried heavy blackthorns and some had their whip handles loaded with lead as a precaution against attack.

Premium Brand 

By the 12th century, the butter business was booming across northern Europe. Records show that Scandinavian merchants exported tremendous amounts each year, making the spread a central part of their economy.

In Ireland, butter was so critical to the Irish economy that merchants opened a Butter Exchange in Cork to help regulate the trade. Cork Butter Market was an important part of Cork city for 150 years, from 1770 to 1925. The butter went through a strict process of testing before it was categorised into five types, 'first' being the best and 'bishop' being the worst. This made Cork butter very popular, as the strict quality control meant that people knew exactly what type of butter they were buying.

"St Ives, England - July 25, 2012: Kerrygold Pure Irish Butter isolated on white. Kerrygold is produced by the Irish Dairy Board."
"St Ives, England - July 25, 2012: Kerrygold Pure Irish Butter isolated on white. Kerrygold is produced by the Irish Dairy Board."

Today, the brand name most associated with Irish butter is Kerrygold. The brand was created by Sir Anthony (Tony) O’Reilly in 1962, when he was CEO of, what was then called, An Bord Bainne. His vision for the brand was to establish it as a premium brand, highlighting the rich quality of Irish milk. Agriland, is a piece under the heading, History of Kerrygold – the story of Irish dairy farming (2016), describe the success story since then.

Known and loved by consumers around the world, the brand is associated with images of cows grazing in lush green pastures. Irish diaspora spot the familiar golden foil packaging in shops around the world and it is an immediate link to home. The brand now enjoys leading positions in many of its markets. It is the number one branded butter in Germany. In the United States, it is the number one imported butter brand and the number three overall butter brand.

Mother’s Magic Machine 

My mother was reared on a farm along the River Moy at the foot of the Ox Mountains. In its time, it was a progressive farm; her father and uncle sharing a real interest in embracing new agricultural trends and maximising profits. Their mainstay was dairying, even though their herd was small by today’s standards.

Despite the presence of a creamery only a few miles down the road, the men decided there was more money to be made from their milk by churning the cream and selling the butter to some of the merchant houses in nearby Tubbercurry. It would seem, from conversations with my mother in later years, that she was the chief cook and battle washer when it came to churning. She had a great knowledge of the process, knowing all the various pieces of equipment as well as knowing the importance of cleanliness and temperature in the process.

No more than the man who made the first butter, I have no idea how my mother figured out that she could churn butter in a washing machine. However, given that I once made an incubator powered by horse manure, I sort of know now how her mind was working.

The machine was a top loader with an auger type gadget at the bottom. From her churning experience as a young girl, she would have deciphered that this gadget would eliminate all the hard work of churning while retaining all the mechanical benefits. Following all the rules of careful preparation, she churned a very acceptable butter in the old washing machine. While I was never gone on the slightly tainted taste of country butter, her butter was gobbled up by neighbours and friends in a matter of days. It seemed to remind them of times past in a way that nothing else quite could.

Churning butter at Ballycastle National School in North Mayo on Proclamation Day in 2016.
Churning butter at Ballycastle National School in North Mayo on Proclamation Day in 2016.

Christmas Butter 

The celebrity chef Jamie Oliver has a nice Christmas Butter recipe that might give your turkey a traditional twist this holiday season.

“An experiment of mine I’m happy to say really worked out was this flavoured butter. It looks beautiful, gives a delicate sweetness and holds the skin away from the meat so it gets extra crispy as it cooks. This butter is a job for Christmas Eve," he explains.

The ingredients are 1 x 250g pack of butter, 75g dried cranberries, a few sprigs of fresh thyme, four fresh rosemary sprigs, a few sprigs of fresh sage and one clementine. 

Here are Jamie's instructions:

Put your butter into a bowl. Really finely chop the cranberries and add to the bowl. Get some rosemary and sage leaves, and chop the herb leaves finely. Add the above to the butter with a pinch of sea salt and black pepper. Grate in the zest of the clementine and mix so the butter softens and everything is combined, then divide the butter in half.

Get your turkey and use a spoon to work your way between the skin and the meat. Start at the side of the cavity just above the leg and work gently up toward the breastbone and towards the back so you create a large cavity. Pick up half of your butter and push it into the cavity you’ve created. Use your hands to push it through the skin right to the back so it coats the breast meat as evenly as possible. Do the same on the other side, then rub any leftover butter all over the outside of the bird to use it up. Cover the turkey in clingfilm and put in the fridge until you’re ready to cook it the next day.

The story of butter has come a long way since that hardy nomad joggled the first globules of butter into existence. Despite bad press about its association with supposed health problems, regardless of all its ‘improved’ substitutes and replacements, butter has held it place. For those of us who like the tradition, who still like the taste of real butter, there really is nothing quite like it.

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