Have you ever heard the story that if you put a buttercup flower under your chin, and it makes your chin yellow, then you love butter? Well, I’m pretty sure that if you held a buttercup under my chin, you could see the reflection from space. Because I love butter. I really do. So much so, that my friends think I should travel all over the country to share my love of butter, but why would I leave here?
Where is here? Well, first let’s start with my name. My name is Gertrude von Schwyzer-Braunvieh, but my friends call me “Gert.” I am a young Brown Swiss cow. Though much of my family lives in Wisconsin, my home state is Pennsylvania – specifically Central Pennsylvania, the Susquehanna Valley. I love where I live, and if you want to see some pictures, click here (though I will tell you I still am trying to master using a mouse, for I’m all hooves). It is amazing here – the air is clean, the grass is green, and the sunshine… well, it can’t be beat.
My ancestors come originally from the mountain tops of Switzerland as do all Brown Swiss cows. In fact, we are descendants of Jane of Vernon, the mother of the Brown Swiss breed of cows. We are well known to have shiny brown hooves, warm and fuzzy soft brown noses, and big eyes with long eyelashes. We are by far the cutest cows (but don’t tell that to the Guernsey’s or the Holstein’s). At three and half (that’s 25 in human years) I have seen quite a bit of the great “Keystone State;”and, I am proud to call this home. It’s a great place to grow up in and explore, though I must admit, there is nothing as beautiful as watching the fog lift off the Susquehanna river in the early morning. Just look at how majestic it is. Here’s something I bet you did not know, “my river”” is the longest non-navigable river in the United States.
As a descendant of such a strong stock, being in a lush and beautiful part of the United States that I can be proud of, and producing cream for a product I can be proud of, is important. I care about what I eat because what I eat really makes an impact on what you eat.
My sister, Vivienne, says I’m fussy, but my cleanliness is a reflection of my job and to be honest, it’s a job I excel at. In doing so I make wonderfully rich and flavorful cream that serves one purpose, to make delicious butter. All let me tell you, the dairy cows in our pasture do the same.
So, as you can see, butter is always on my mind, and I’m not going to deny it – I have a butter obsession. But really good all natural grass fed rBST free specialty butter, like that of Slate Roof Creamery’s, doesn’t come around that often. And I would know – ‘cuds I’m three and a half!
I have gotten to know Mark, Jim, and Rik, the founders of Slate Roof Creamery as they often walk in the valley. They want to make sure that the cream that is the source of their butter is fresh, consistent, and made from happy and healthy cows. Mark thinks I’m sweet, Jim thinks I’m sassy, and Rik likes to scratch behind my ears, which really makes my day. Not only are they incredibly friendly, but they are also very smart, and they’ve got this butter thing figured out. Whether it’s Sea Salt Caramel on a warm croissant, or Parmesan Garlic Herb Butter on fresh crisp radishes; these guys have nailed it. I am proud to be associated with such a great line of specially butters.
Slate Roof Creamery has a humble philosophy: They believe quality ingredients make wonderful foods. Wonderful foods make memorable meals. Memorable meals make great conversations. Great conversations make lasting friendships. Lasting friendships make life truly rich.
Well I’ll tell you, in Central Pennsylvania, life is truly rich. I love talking about myself (so says my best friend Lola), and so I’ll be sharing more of my adventures here in the Susquehanna Valley and how you can learn more about Slate Roof Creamery and what “we” have to offer. For now, as my family has said for generations, “auf Wiedersehen.” Or, just Moo. Moo works too.