Just don’t keep your butter in the damn fridge, you weirdos.
Um… Why not just use a butter bell? Then you have spreadable butter all the time, and don’t need a special knife.
Just put the butter on the damn toast while it’s still warm enough to melt, you weirdos. 
I am English, and therefore require cold buttered toast as a dietary supplement.
That looks pretty nice actually.
I’ve seen a recipe (I believe in the Treme cookbook) where it suggested using a cheese grater on the butter – e.g. when mixing it in with flour.
I have given up having arguments about what needs to be refrigerated.
NO. Fight the good fight, comrade.
Heh.
Looks like you better have a dishwasher, because getting the damn butter out of those little holes by hand looks like a real pain in the butt.
Meanwhile, you can buy one of these:
The King’s Breakfast
The King asked
The Queen, and
The Queen asked
The Dairymaid:
“Could we have some butter for
The Royal slice of bread?”
The Queen asked the Dairymaid,
The Dairymaid
Said, “Certainly,
I’ll go and tell the cow
Now
Before she goes to bed.”
The Dairymaid
She curtsied,
And went and told
The Alderney:
“Don’t forget the butter for
The Royal slice of bread.”
The Alderney
Said sleepily:
“You’d better tell
His Majesty
That many people nowadays
Like marmalade
Instead.”
The Dairymaid
Said, “Fancy!”
And went to
Her Majesty.
She curtsied to the Queen, and
She turned a little red:
“Excuse me,
Your Majesty,
For taking of
The liberty,
But marmalade is tasty, if
It’s very
Thickly
Spread.”
The Queen said
“Oh!:
And went to
His Majesty:
“Talking of the butter for
The royal slice of bread,
Many people
Think that
Marmalade
Is nicer.
Would you like to try a little
Marmalade
Instead?”
The King said,
“Bother!”
And then he said,
“Oh, deary me!”
The King sobbed, “Oh, deary me!”
And went back to bed.
“Nobody,”
He whimpered,
“Could call me
A fussy man;
I only want
A little bit
Of butter for
My bread!”
The Queen said,
“There, there!”
And went to
The Dairymaid.
The Dairymaid
Said, “There, there!”
And went to the shed.
The cow said,
“There, there!
I didn’t really
Mean it;
Here’s milk for his porringer,
And butter for his bread.”
The Queen took
The butter
And brought it to
His Majesty;
The King said,
“Butter, eh?”
And bounced out of bed.
“Nobody,” he said,
As he kissed her
Tenderly,
“Nobody,” he said,
As he slid down the banisters,
“Nobody,
My darling,
Could call me
A fussy man -
BUT
I do like a little bit of butter to my bread!”
A.A. Milne
When we lived in NOLA my partner made scones and buttermilk biscuits by grating frozen butter, but now we live someplace colder so he usually just chops it and it doesn’t soften too fast and wreck the dough.
At first glance I saw that as “fight the food fight, comrade.” It made perfect sense!
Their next kickstarter will be a cleaning tool…
Run hot water over it. I mean - it’s BUTTER.
It’s too bad there’s no way to get that butter to become soft and liquidy to flow out of those little holes. That’d be a real trick, neh?
like hot butter through the proverbial knife.
wait, are you saying that butter melts? do you have any peer-reviewed papers to cite for that claim? we’re dealing with a self-professed skeptic here.
Be careful with jam.
