anne the schoolteacher

[anneoftheisland]

Anne had found the butter churn -- very basic and homemade, but very nearly what she would have used back at Green Gables -- in the compound, where someone obviously kept it to protect it from the elements. The cream she collected herself, in the process keeping the kitchen supplied with enough milk to last a little while, as not nearly enough people on the island appreciated the importance of a glass of milk. While she was sure she would never be friends with the goats, quite, she thought they at least had an understanding now, after a few days of milking.

More importantly, she'd chosen a couple of books to start with, one that she was familiar with and one that she thought they might explore together. Billy would not be a typical student, after all, and there were no requirements for what she must teach him, so she thought she would give him the chance to choose.

So after hauling the churn and the bucket of cream outside, and slipping the two books into the pocket of one of her favourite skirts, she had only to take a seat by her apple trees and wait for Billy to arrive.

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[island-anne.livejournal.com]

Anne peeked and there were, indeed, lumps of butter floating around in the buttermilk. "Okay, now we move on to the next step," she told him. She hadn't been able to find any sort of cream ladle, but she'd found a broad wooden spoon that would have to serve as cream ladle and butter pat. "You can scoop the lumps of butter out of the buttermilk and put them in the bowl. We'll want to save the buttermilk for the kitchen, I'm sure they'll have plenty of uses for it."

[billtallent.livejournal.com]

"What can you use buttermilk for?" Billy asked, picking up the spoon and the bowl. He handed the bowl to Anne as he started to scoop the butter out of the churn.

[island-anne.livejournal.com]

"Well, you can drink it if you like," said Anne, "though I must confess I don't particularly care for it. It's perfectly wonderful for baking, though, and it's clear that there's someone in the kitchen who likes to bake or we wouldn't have any bread at all."

[billtallent.livejournal.com]

"True. Good thing to, 'caues I sure as hell couldn't do it. Poutine's as complicated as I get." Billy grinned and spooned the butter into the bowl. It was kind of lumpy, but it looked good.

[island-anne.livejournal.com]

"I would very much like it if you made that again," admitted Anne, "but I think we have almost no cheese anymore, and I'm not nearly so confident at making cheese as I am at butter. Is that all of the lumps of butter now? If so, I'll show you how to work it."

[billtallent.livejournal.com]

"I'm sure there's someone on the island who can make it, or maybe the bookshelf will help us out." Billy nodded, swirling the spoon around for the dregs. "And yeah, I think that's all of it."

[island-anne.livejournal.com]

"I can make soft cheese all right, with a little practice," said Anne, "but really, I think what we need are more goats." She took the wooden spoon from Billy and with the bowl firmly lodged in her lap she started smushing the lumps of butter against the sides. "There's still some buttermilk in the lumps, you see," she told him, and very clearly there was. "It's got to be worked out."

[billtallent.livejournal.com]

Billy nodded, watching Anne smooshing the butter together. He tried to remember how Tiffany used to make her cheese, but the only thing he knew for sure was that it involved covered buckets and weird smells.

"I'll never take butter for granted again," he said. "Or cheese."

[island-anne.livejournal.com]

"I'm supposing that in your time you could take them for granted," said Anne. "I know that many men don't know how to make these things themselves anyway, and in cities people often have such things delivered to their door, but I've always thought the taste of things made at home was the best. Do you want to try working this?"

[billtallent.livejournal.com]

"Sure," Billy said, taking the bowl from her and working on mushing it like Anne had. "In my time all this stuff was available in stores, and so many different varieties, too. None of it was handmade either, it was all mass produced in factories by machines."

[island-anne.livejournal.com]

"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."

[billtallent.livejournal.com]

"It was fine, I mean, the homemade stuff is better but I never had any complaints about the food back home." Billy kind of missed Kraft Singles, actually. He saw some milk gathering in the bowl and obediently poured it out onto a nearby flower. "I think there is, the island seems to have an endless supply of the basic stuff."

[island-anne.livejournal.com]

"Oh, thank goodness," said Anne, rising and smoothing her skirt. "Don't go anywhere, Billy, I'll be right back!"

Anne dashed back into the compound for a few minutes, and when she returned had a pitcher of cold water and a small container of salt.

"I haven't found any butter molds yet, so we'll just have to do without," she said, and while Billy continued to work the butter, she poured a bit of the cold water in. "Go a little bit longer and then dump it out again, " she told him. "We'll do that until it comes away clear."

[billtallent.livejournal.com]

"Got it," Billy said, working the butter steadily, "we'll be drinking fucking butter milkshakes by the end of the day. Butter sandwiches. It'll be awesome."

[island-anne.livejournal.com]

Anne laughed, and when Billy dumped the water she poured a little more in. "We should make some butter molds," she said. "But not just square butter molds. Pretty butter molds. Do you think that's silly?"

[billtallent.livejournal.com]

"Not at all, if you're going to do something you might as well do it right," Billy said firmly. "But how are we going to make butter molds?"

[island-anne.livejournal.com]

"Oh, it's terribly easy," said Anne, "we can make them out of anything. We've just got to be able to squish butter into them to make a shape, and push them out again without wrecking it. Today we're just going to have to make... butter lumps, I think."

[billtallent.livejournal.com]

"Lumps work. Could we mold them like clay? We can have little butter sculptures. I'll make one in the likeness of Joe," Billy grinned.

[island-anne.livejournal.com]

Anne laughed again. "Well, I suppose you could," she said, "but it would probably work best if you chilled it a little first. I think fresh butter is a little too soft for sculpting."

[billtallent.livejournal.com]

Billy poured out some more water and started mixing again, letting Anne pour some fresh water in. "Then we'll have to do that," he grinned. "Until we can make our molds."

Billy wondered how Joe would feel about waking up to a large butter dildo in his ear, then figured that probably wouldn't be such a good idea.

[island-anne.livejournal.com]

"I think it'll be ready after this wash," said Anne, watching Billy work the butter with greater ease as he got used to the motion, pressing it up one side of the bowl and then up the other. "Then we just have to put a bit of salt in and it'll be ready to... sculpt."

[billtallent.livejournal.com]

Billy grinned at her. "I feel like I'm five again and you're being nice by indulging me. No wonder I like you so much, Anne."

[island-anne.livejournal.com]

"Just you remember that people need to eat this butter, Billy Tallent," she admonished him, with a bright smile on her face. Gesturing for him to dump the water one last time, she put in just a couple of pinches of salt for him to work into the butter. "So when shall we have our next lesson?"

[billtallent.livejournal.com]

"I'll be good," Billy said, somber-toned. He dumped the water out again, pleased to see it run clear, then started to work the butter once more with the salt in it. "And whenever you want to, Anne, my schedule's pretty much wide open other than Tuesdays and Saturdays."

[island-anne.livejournal.com]

"And I've got Wednesdays and Saturdays at the IPD," said Anne. "How often would you like to meet, then? And would you like to continue meeting here by the garden so long as the weather is nice?"