Thursday, July 31, 2008
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
These were my queries:
- What is your most compulsive habit?
- If you could wake up tomorrow having gained one ability or quality, what would it be?
- Wild Bill had Scout’s Rest. Scarlett had her Tara. What name would your homestead bear?
Answer here or there but do play along, won't you?
Funny how the mundane suddenly becomes delicious when Heather Bailey's Freshcut fabrics are involved. Somehow, today, I don't mind my laundry so much. And I find ironing enjoyable, watching the fabric smooth out crisply in front of me, smelling fresh and clean. Add sleeves and suddenly it's a chore. Not so today. Today I'm actually looking forward to the ironing.
You know what's coming next!
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
I halved and pitted the fruit then prepared the crust. I elected to use my no-fail crust recipe rather than Dorie's. I'm sure hers is good but I know mine well.
My favorite part was the custard. I could (and did) drink this stuff! After the galette has cooked enough to soften the fruit, you pour in a prepared custard (sugar, butter, egg and vanilla). I liked the custard so much I took the galette out, poured the rest of the custard on top and cooked it some more. De-lish!
Monday, July 28, 2008
Sunday, July 27, 2008
This is a new feeder this year. The syrup solution I had was not new. I happily filled the new feeder with the old solution and waitied for the hummers to come. They'd come and sniff around but never eat. Seems these little birds are picky eaters. Or not. What they really seem to like is a simple syrup of sugar and water in a one to two ratio. Boil till the sugar dissolves and cool. Cami said I have to credit her with the recipe. Whatever. ;)
Today when I told her I now have three females constantly eating at my feeder since I changed from that icky red stuff to her recipe she simply said, "You're welcome." :)
Thanks Cami. I heart the humpigs.
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
The first stages of any project seems to be a rearranging of sorts. My neat folded piles from earlier have been rearranged into these new piles, all interfaced and waiting for my stitchery.
After a brief, albeit powerful nervous breakdown I came to the realization that interfacing is not of the devil and I -do- know how to sew. I did not require medication and progress ensued.
I tried calling Cami first but her phone was out of order. I told her when I reached her by cell that it was sort of like calling the suicide hot line and being asked to hold. I need help now, damnit! So I bit the bullet and called my mom's house. No big deal one might think. Well, my mother has been visiting in Washington State for the past almost two weeks. Her husband, left behind with only a little wiener-type dog for company kept me on the phone for THIRTY minutes. I had to call HIM to get my mom's cell number so I could ask her for help. She laughed rather maniacally when I told her the length of our conversation. She needs to go home. I think her man is getting a little lonely.
Turns out I just needed someone to listen as I talked my way through my first time with interfacing. That's all anyone really needs for their first time, a willing ear to listen to how horrible it was. Are we still talking interfacing? I digress. . .
I won't get any sewing done until maybe Sunday so all you crafty vixens will have to wait till next week for another sling report. Till then, carry on.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Monday, July 21, 2008
Gram's Banana Cream Pie
3/4 cup sugar
1/4 teaspoon salt
1/4 cup flour
2 cups milk
2 egg yolks, beaten slightly (save whites)
1 teaspoon vanilla
2 teaspoons margarine
Mix sugar, flour, salt, milk and egg yolks in saucepan. Boil over medium heat, stirring constantly until thick. Remove from heat, add margarine and vanilla. Spoon over 2 sliced bananas in baked pie shell. If topping with meringue, spoon meringue over warm pudding and bake until golden, or allow pie to cool completely and top with whipped topping.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
What a great day! There was the aforementioned pie, plus yummy sweet rhubarb custard plus the amazing chocolate croissants that Cami makes with her own hands. From scratch.You can just taste the love.
Noemi and I were grilling the youngest Becher girl-child, convinced Cami uses store bought pastry crust but alas, either the child is sworn to secrecy or these delectable treats are indeed made from scratch. They are indescribably good. And I wish I could remember their french name - it's petite something or other and the name alone makes you aware you're about to have something really special.
Speaking of sitting and knitting. I asked Cami today if she was getting tired of hearing me say, "I should have listened to you." I seem to say it a lot. A. LOT. She tried telling me last week or so, maybe I should just start a simple project, maybe a basic sock. That ribbed lace pattern totally kicked my ass and will soon be something lovely I can wear about my neck. I decided the yarn is much too nice for feet.
So, I took Cami's advice and cast on some Vinca yarn that has been waiting patiently in my stash. I opened the box and heard a little, "pick me! pick me!" and so I did.
Friday, July 18, 2008
Thursday, July 17, 2008
this is the perfect time to share some art that boy-child did on his computer. i think it's pretty spiffy, but i'm his momma. it does capture how i feel at this moment knowing i have the best. friends. ever.
see you saturday.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
I used a gold reflector to give it that heavenly glow. heh heh But seriously, isn't it lovely? THIS is a machine you can feel some love for. It's a 1929 White sewing machine Ken's grandmother gave us.
I think Ken was actually the last person to use it. He made a set of scrubs for a teddy bear I used as a focal point when I delivered Ashley. Sadly, we don't have the bear any longer but I do think the scrubs are around here somewhere. That's love, I tell you. Ken loving me and me loving this sewing machine. It's got memories. That's where the love is.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Ina Garten, Barefoot Contessa Family Style
4 to 6 boneless, skinless chicken breasts
1 cup all-purpose flour
1 teaspoon kosher salt
1/2 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
2 extra-large eggs
1 tablespoon water
1 1/4 cups seasoned dry bread crumbs
1/2 cup freshly grated Parmesan, plus extra for serving
Good olive oil
Pound the chicken breasts until they are 1/4-inch thick. You can use either a meat mallet or a rolling pin.
Combine the flour, salt, and pepper on a dinner plate. On a second plate, beat the eggs with 1 tablespoon of water. On a third plate, combine the bread crumbs and 1/2 cup grated Parmesan. Coat the chicken breasts on both sides with the flour mixture, then dip both sides into the egg mixture and dredge both sides in the bread-crumb mixture, pressing lightly.
Heat 1 tablespoon of butter and 1 tablespoon of olive oil in a large saute pan and cook 2 or 3 chicken breasts on medium-low heat for 2 to 3 minutes on each side, until cooked through. Add more butter and oil and cook the rest of the chicken breasts.
SO good! Even the picky man liked it.
Recipe cut and pasted from javagirlkt's cookin' . Excellent blog I came across today.
Monday, July 14, 2008
Sunday, July 13, 2008
You fill his head with soap and he scrubs your dishes for you!
And behold, my husband's creative genius. Necessity being the mother of invention and all that:
He needed some sort of vacuum pump thing to get the old fluids out of the engine parts. He had the hand-held squeez-ee outy thing but needed a bigger container. I'm sure he thought of this as he finished the last swig of his cola. A-HA! was heard around the world. I gots me a clever one to be certain.
He's been half inside the engine compartment of his truck since Thursday. I toss him some sustenance now and again but for the most part I haven't seen anything but his backside in three days (that ain't ALL bad). He's doing some major engine repair. Again. He thinks he's got it figured out this time. FOR. SURE.
We'll see. I'll keep you posted.