I had my doubts about this recipe. It called for marshmallows. I really hate marshmallows. In this case though, my fears were not justified in the least. Everything about this little pie is made from scratch. I made the graham cracker crust rather than copping out and using a pre-made crust. I whipped my own… Continue reading Chocolate Pie
Ah dessert. Who doesn't like a sweet treat every now and then? Of course, most of us tend to overindulge in sweets but sometimes the stressors of the day demand such luxury. Of course our friend, Ms. Crocker, has ideas on coffee and dessert parties. To quote; "A dessert and coffee party scheduled for some… Continue reading Dessert
Where do I begin? How about the presentation? That's a lovely plate I put these treats on. A plate like that would be honored to be part of any soirée that I might host. It's big. It's blue Enough about the plate. The recipe was straight forward enough. Simple ingredients and even simpler instructions. And… Continue reading Royale Results?
Rather than spend an overdue post trying to catching with the missing days of my 100 days challenge, I thought I'd distract you by talking about my most recent obsession, cookbooks. I love cookbooks. I'm not much of a cook nor am I any sort of foodie, but I really love reading cookbooks, specifically those… Continue reading Nostalgia
Today was sort of busy/not busy. Mostly a great deal of procrastinating on getting housework done. I managed to get laundry finished but still need to fold it. During laundry time, I watched one of my favorite movies, "Gosford Park". While I watched I worked on a sock but I didn't get any pictures. But… Continue reading Day 3
Today was spent celebrating Father's Day with B and El but I managed to squeeze in 10 minutes of craftiness to knock out the second sleeve of my new smock. So here are my sleeves all pressed and stacked super neatly. I'm not sure which part I'll start next. I might just swallow the frog,… Continue reading Day 2
I love hand sewing. I love the connection I feel to past seamstresses when I sit down in a quiet place and work. It's meditative. Why I don't do this more often is a mystery. I suppose I was feeling uninspired; using the time old argument of 'not enough time.' Then I attended a workshop… Continue reading The Hand Sewing Tale