I gave myself the gift of new experience yesterday, when I
made my first batch of bar soap. I call it “Gramma’s” because it is the type of
soap she might have made a century ago. My mother, born in 1922, was so darn
happy have “store-bought,
"Curing" Lard/Lye Soap |
I imagine that Gramma didn’t have a digital scale to weigh
her ingredients. I imagine she made her lye direct from hardwood ashes like all
the generations before her. I imagine she spent hours rendering lard and
tallow. I imagine there may have been times when every bit of lye did NOT
saponify and accidentally irritated tender skin. I tried the new soap and it
was not only was non-irritating, but actually skin-softening.
I did it! |
Now that I have my basic soap, I can make some hand-milled
herbal bars. I will also make it into dish soap and shampoo. It won’t be long
before all of the toxic petro-chemicals are absent from this household.
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