In the days of no central heating, this was possible, yes! Ours is certainly in the fridge now. If there’s any true butter in the house at all. But if there is, and you’re going to use it, it’s common sense to take it out early enough for it to be spreadable, isn’t it? (Rushing-out-of-the-house always-late-for-work cases aside.)
I think it’s more that we tend to use the word “butter” as a vague term for anything you spread on bread. Most people actually “butter” their bread or toast with vegetable oil-based spreads. Actual butter is usually refrigerated and rock hard, just as in the US. Otherwise, it wouldn’t last, would it?
My wife does this occasionally. More usually, we just use the refrigerated margarine-like product, which is formulated to spread well when cold.
Same usage as in America. Plenty of people use “butter” as a catch-all term for margarine, Country Crock, Blue Bonnet, Smart Balance, I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter, etc.
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Dunno … maybe if it’s salted and covered with something, it’ll keep at room temperature. Maybe not.
What’s done with eggs?
Well, I’ve never known anybody not keep butter in the fridge. Eggs are kept in the fridge too. Of course.
We don’t refrigerate butter, The high fat and low water content prevent deterioration but it doesn’t last long anyway.
It is butter though and not margarine.
Rarely burn the toast but when I do I go to town and incinerate it completely (gas grill)
But it’s still subject to rancidity, which tastes nasty, and is contraindicated for your health. As long as “it doesn’t last long” you’re probably okay, though. You can help control rancidity by using opaque covers, and ensuring that it’s salted butter. I wish I could leave butter out so that it were always soft, but it’d go bad too fast. That “spread” stuff just doesn’t taste the same, so I like to use preserves and jams.
Back to the OP, I’ve read books set in London some time before WWII, wherein the characters would reminisce about grilling toast over an open grate at school. Actually I remember Roald Dahl writing about how upperclassmen would beat plebes severely for burning toast over an open fire.
So if I had seen the episode, I would have thought it was some kind of coded reference to the misery of British boarding school.
My mum hails from (what used to be) a coal mining area in the north of England. I remember spending childhood visits to elderly extended-relatives there fascinated by the coal fires in every hearth.
And there was always a toasting fork - usually just a long, four-pronged thing made from twisted coat hanger wire. Toast cooked in the radiant heat of the glowing embers has a unique crispness and flavour - the flavour isn’t from the coal itself (although the smell of the fire would infuse the room, becoming part of the flavour gestalt) - but rather, from the method of cooking - hot and fast enough to singe the fluffy roughness of the bread, create an even toasted crust, and to leave the inner part of the slice doughy, steaming and soft.
And fantastic with some home-made pork dripping.
True, but I haven’t encountered rancid butter in 50 years so we must be doing something right. Probably the rapid turnover. The salt too although I’m not aware of the mechanism that turns it rancid. I don’t think microorganisms are a factor, off implement a little googleology.
I’m ancient enough to have regularly partaken in the toasting in front of the coal fire ceremony, even though we had a snazzy gas drill and electric toaster at the time.
It seldom gets hot or humid enough here to really need to keep butter in the fridge, except occasionally in the summer.
We never keep eggs in the fridge. Completely unnecessary.
We keep are eggs in the fridge but, apart from a few very hot days, the butter sits on the counter-top of our kitchen, and its fine.
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As I had presumed, rancidity is not due to the usual rotting process but to chemical breakdown. Still pretty unpleasant from what I remember.
What else is the point of a soft-boiled egg? How else do you get the yolk out? Tip the egg back, after cracking, and bottom’s up?
With a spoon.
11 seconds on full power in the microwave solves that.
Slobber, drool, dribble and the like.
Personally I prefer the Olde Fashionede Beefe Drippinge like what me mum used to make and give us after our 18 hour shift down t’pit
Yeah. Sure it was cold and had gravel in it, but we ate it, and we liked it!