ButterGirl?
When I was a kid, I lived in a divided family. First, my parents divorced. Second, one parent loved butter on everything and the other loved margarine. I lived with my mother, the margarine mama. If there was butter in the fridge, it inevitably had a taste that mimicked the smell of the fridge. Ick!
One day I decided to make some popcorn and melt butter on it. The butter smelled funny so I decided to use margarine. This was a terrible mistake. The margarine had melted into oil and the popcorn had turned a wet greasy mess. From that day on, I vowed to only use butter in any food I cooked or baked.
And baked I did! I baked for every track meet, every soccer game, every party. I began to build a reputation for yummy baked goods.
Butter in my mother’s house had become a precious commodity. In order to avoid that “funny” taste, I carefully placed the wax paper wrapped sticks of joy in airtight baggies to protect them. As a result of this careful attention to my butter, my step dad assumed I ate a lot of it and started calling me the “Cholesterol Queen”. I didn’t actually eat that much of it (not that I remember) but the name stuck.
When I started brainstorming names for the bakery, one thing I knew was that butter had to be in the name. It is the most important ingredient in any bakery treat! Eggs, flour, spices, sugar, vanilla can all be substituted for a something else but BUTTER is essential. And since I am the “Cholesterol Queen” then, I thought, I could also be called the ButterGirl.
People liked the name. I became the ButterGirl and a bakery was born. Yeah!
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