It’s too late to stop as planned. The boiling oil begins writhing upon itself surging towards the lip of the pot. Double double toil and trouble and all that. I’ve had a pot overflow before. The caustic (flesh-burning) sludge overflowing onto the counter & floor.
I don’t let that happen this time.
Something unrelated to keeping a pot from boiling over, I’ve added a new oil to the mix in the soap recipe. Castor oil.
An anomaly.
Most oils that froth well in soap wind up drying out your skin. Castor oil actually froths a lot while conditioning your skin.
Indeed neat.
The best part for me in the process of soap making is always stirring in the scent for the batch. I received a lovely bottle of rose oil from my curly-haired friend Mimi. (Thanks Mimi!)
Uncapping the bottle, I pour.
Stirring the quickly-cooling soap batter, the room is permeated with the aroma of Morrocan roses. Not having a lot of time, I uncork two additional bottles of scent. Adding Sandalwood and a smidge of the earthy aroma of Vetiver before scooping the batter to molds where it will finish cooling.
Do you have any ideas for a scent combination of soap that you’d like me to try to make?