"That sounds..." Well, perfectly dreadful, to be honest, though certainly a lot less work. "Was it any good?" She watched as Billy picked up on how to work the butter. "Once there's a little pool of buttermilk you can just pour it off into the plants and keep going," she told him. "In a few moments I'll need to run and get some cool water and, oh, I do hope there's salt. There must be."