Totally off the thread, but my dad loved to tell the story of how my grandfather finally figured out how to make the weekly butter-making easier for my grandmother. She had an old gasoline powered washing machine. My grandfather put the cream into half full glass jars with tight lids, wrapped them in padding, and wedged them on their sides between the paddles on the agitator. Then he turned on the washer (without water, of course) and in no time, he had butter. My grandmother never touched a churn again.
