Snapshot: Quilting

The first Anne dress now is done, except for the snaps I don’t think I own yet :-), and I’ve moved on to the next Anne project.

Red and White string quilt

This’ll be the red and white diamond patchwork. I haven’t quite figured out how I’ll arrange it once I get all my diamonds “pieced” (using string quilting), but I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it.

I wish that everyone could have as well-stocked a craft room as I.

It gives me such great pleasure to be able to dream up a project and just start right in on it.

I’m hoping you’re enjoying the works of your hands as much as I am the works of mine this evening.


WFMW: Salvaging burnt baked goods

You’re preparing for guests (like a houseful of family and friends for New Year’s Eve, say) and have decided to make some sort of fantastic baked goods.

Bread, buns, rolls…maybe biscuits.

Ah, yes, biscuits.

You’ll make tons of tiny biscuits and roll them in that Garlic-Parmesan mixture for a nice New Year’s Eve treat.

But then…

You burn the biscuits.

Burnt biscuits

Badly.

You’ll have to start all over now–having just wasted a half hour making and cutting out and baking biscuits. Right?

Nope.

There is a way to salvage burnt baked goods.

Just grab your cheese grater and grate that burnt stuff right off the bottom.

Burnt biscuit on cheese grater

Voila! Almost like it never happened.

Unburnt biscuits

You roll the mini-biscuits in garlic-parmesan stuff and serve as planned–and none of your guests are the wiser (until they read your blog, that is!)

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Snapshot: Baking Baklava

If you’ve ever read my lists of life goals, you know that I have a lot I’d like to do. (And I’ve truncated the list for the web.)

It just so happens that one of those items was “Make baklava from scratch”.

And it just so happens that once upon a time Seth was reading my list of goals and saw that one. He sent me a quick e-mail to say that he had a great recipe and if I was interested he could send it to me.

I said sure.

Well, all sorts of things get in the way of such intentions and for whatever reason, Seth didn’t send me the recipe–and I didn’t really think about it.

Then it was the day before my New Year’s Eve party and I was coming up blank on ideas of what to make as a sweet snack.

And, lo and behold, I found an e-mail from Seth in my inbox, with recipe attached!

Baklava

Part of the process

Baklava

The “leftovers”

He was right–his recipe is fantastic. You should probably all go over to Collateral Bloggage and hound him for a copy.

Thanks, Seth, for helping me meet a goal–and providing a fantastic sweet for our New Year’s party!


Trash (wo)man

Our family didn’t have a garbage collection service when I was growing up. Every Saturday, we loaded up our trash into the back of one of our trusty station wagons and drove it to the “dump” ourselves.

The “dump” (actually a transfer station) was only a mile or two away, but it closed at 3 on Saturdays.

Which was sometimes always a difficulty for our family.

Come 2:30 on a Saturday afternoon, Dad was running about the house hollering for us to get our trash together ’cause he had to get to the dump before it closed.

Nowadays, without kids around to do trash duty, Dad runs around collecting trash himself at 2:30 on Saturday afternoons.

I never intended to take my trash to the dump just moments before closing. I intended to get it done in plenty of time. So when I had a Tuesday off and intended to get trash taken to the transfer station in Columbus, I got started around 2:30 in the afternoon.

I knew the trash would take a while, since our recent investigation of the wooden bin-thing just off our driveway had revealed that it was stuffed full of trash (disgusting mildewy wallpaper and pop cans, gross!) I’d have to bag all that and take it with me.

My guess was absolutely right. It took me about an hour to dig out all that trash and get it bagged and into my car.

So come 3:20 or so, I came into the house, washed my hands VERY thoroughly, and ran upstairs to get the address for the transfer station.

What I discovered terrified me. The transfer station closed at…

3:45.

By now, that was 15 minutes away.

But I couldn’t let that trash sit in my car overnight. I had meetings at work the next morning and couldn’t drop it off then. And if I let it sit until my lunch break, my car would absolutely REAK!

I hopped in the car and started driving, hoping that I could find the transfer station despite it being in a part of town I’d never visited before–and wasn’t even sure I could get to.

Thankfully, the “dump” (actually a transfer station) was only a mile or two away–so even though it closes at 3:45 on weekdays, I still made it on time.

Barely.

Just like old times.

And the next morning when I opened my car, I remembered something I had forgotten from old times. Even if the garbage is only in your car for a half an hour…it’s still going to make your car reek! (Thankfully, it was *mostly* gone by the time I was done with a day of work.)


Preparing for Christmas

Come the second week of December and my boxes still aren’t unpacked, my self still not settled into the House of Dreams.

Moving while working isn’t easy.

Maybe I’d be tempted to skip Christmas decorating this year. After all, I’ll be going back to Lincoln to celebrate Christmas with my family anyway.

But I couldn’t do that.

Christmas provides the impetus to finish my unpacking, to get the main rooms ready.

Christmas in the House of Dreams

Stick a tree in the corner next to the piano.

Christmas in the House of Dreams

Lights around the window and a mini-tree on the end table.

Christmas in the House of Dreams

Anna winds lights along the staircase.

Christmas in the House of Dreams

Christmas balls and lights among my crystal on a bookcase.

Christmas in the House of Dreams

An advent wreath on the table.

Christmas in the House of Dreams

The House of Dreams is ready for Christmas (except for those empty boxes and miscellany still hanging out in the dining room.)

I finished the last “emptying” of the living room and dining room last night.

Two more rooms moved in–and two ready for Christmas. Yippee!

And now, to show off my Christmas tree and its homemade skirt in a bit more detail…
Christmas tree
Christmas in the House of Dreams

Please forgive my vanity, but I’m pretty proud of our little (big) House of Dreams.


Snapshot(s): Just one room

For the longest of times, my cry was to have just one room in the House of Dreams done.

Just one room.

That’s all I asked.

And now, one month after moving in, one room is almost done.

My bathroom.

Bathroom in House of Dreams

A view from the door

Bathroom in House of Dreams

Over the towel rack, reproduction Red Cross posters from a calendar.

Bathroom in House of Dreams

Over the toilet, a thrifted shelf with my blueware collection (And, oops, I forgot to take that little blue lamp down after I finished cleaning the countertop–it kinda messes up the arrangement, doesn’t it?)

Bathroom in House of Dreams

The sink, along with miscellaneous doo-dads including my jewelry tree.

All I need for it to be done for good is to mud in and paint over the holes in the wall from the previously poorly-installed towel bars, to clean the floor really well, to replace the lightbulb that just burned out, and to organize the linen closet (and I’ve got a few little “someday I’d like to” tasks: making a couple more bath mats, getting a basket for books for the back of the toilet, adding a Scripture verse or something over the little shelf with my blueware, receiving navy blue bath linens for Christmas :-P, etc.)


A Coat for the Cold

Today is the first truly cold day of the year for Nebraska (pretty good to get all the way to the end of November.) Yesterday, a front blew across the plains, bringing with it cold–and for some parts of Nebraska, snow.

For my part, I’m thankful that amidst the busyness of the last month or so, I’ve had opportunity to make alterations on my coat so that I have a nice, snazzy, warm winter coat.

New coat

Once upon a time, this coat was double breasted style in a size much too big for me. My sister was giving it away–and I had it along with several items in the back of my car to take to a used store drop-off. For whatever reason (probably that it wasn’t bagged like the other items), I failed to put it in the drop-off and ended up taking it home.

Eventually I moved it to my trunk, figuring it would be handy if I got stranded somewhere without a coat. If that were to happen, who cares that it’s much too big for me and in a style that is completely unflattering to my figure?

Then I started hankering after a nice coat–a real working woman’s coat rather than the hand-me-down parkas and sweaters I’ve been cobbling together. The thing is, coats can be expensive–and I’m cheap.

That’s when I remembered the coat I had sitting in my trunk.

I thought, “I wonder if I could alter that.”

Now realize, I’m pretty bold when it comes to crafting–but tailoring is not really my forte. It’s taken me a long time to get comfortable creating clothing–and I’m still not sure that I’m really there.

But the lure of saving a hundred bucks was too much to pass up–so I took out my seam ripper and got ripping. Double breast to single breast, remove an eight inch panel from either side of the coat, recut the sleeves and sew them back on, re-attach the buttons, figure out how to deal with that pesky lining.

Scary? Yes.

But the results are worth it. For pennies (in thread) and four or five hours worth of work (several of which I did while nominally watching a football game), I have a “brand new” coat for the cold.


Save big money, Get great service

Two and a half years ago, not long after I started blogging regularly, I wrote of how I prefer the “Save Big Money” Menards over the more patronizing “You can do it–we can help” Home Depot.

I didn’t have any real reason for choosing one over the other–except that in my priority list saving money falls above getting help.

But just because Menards doesn’t advertise their customer service doesn’t mean they don’t have customer service–and don’t do a great job at it.

Take today, for example. As I was wandering about my local Menards, at least five associates asked if they could help me. When I started wandering in the lumberyard, someone immediately came over to help me. When I asked for pegboard–which just happened to be inside the building along a completely different wall–he graciously walked me right over to it, talking me through my options for size and thickness. Later, I’d found some of my other items but now I needed doweling. Again, I was in the wrong spot–but again, an employee walked me right to what I needed. At any other store, I’d expect to hear an aisle number when I ask for an item. At Menards, the employees always take me directly to what I’m looking for–and often dialogue with me about my options and what else they can do for me.

Menards listBut that wasn’t all. After I’d finished up my shopping and checked out, I approached the sliding doors with my cart. The four foot by two foot piece of pegboard started to sway in today’s brisk wind. Before I had a chance to steady it with my hand, an employee was there to help (incidentally, it was the same employee who’d helped me find the pegboard in the first place). He lifted the pegboard out of my cart and offered “How ’bout I just carry this to your car for you?”

I led the way to my car and thanked him as I unlocked my door, fully expecting him to place the pegboard back in the cart. But he didn’t. Instead he asked whether I wanted it in the backseat or the trunk. He arranged it into my trunk and put the rest of my cart’s contents in after it. He noticed a wallet (empty) that was lying in the trunk and pointed it out to me just in case I’d lost it and didn’t realize it was back there.

It was undoubtedly the best customer service I’ve received in my life. I’m bummed that I failed to take note of this particular fellow’s name, because he definitely deserves kudos.

So don’t be tricked into thinking that Menards is only about saving money–in truth, their service is fantastic too.

Truth in advertising should insist that Menards change their jingle to “Save big money, Get great service when you shop at Menards.”

For those who are curious, the pegboard and dowels are for a thread rack–a variation on this one from Sugar Bee. I also purchased a few drawer things to organize my ever expanding collection of sewing/craft stuff.


Thermometer Tips

A couple of weeks ago, I wrote a post about eating red meat. I talked about the wonders of the instant-read thermometer and how one can use it to make sure their meat is safe without having to overcook the meat.

This week, I taught my lab students how to use a meat thermometer. I taught them the appropriate temperatures for different meats and why, for instance, ground meat has to reach a higher temperature than whole cuts of meat.

I warned the students who were cooking to treat my instant-read well.

“Wash the thermometer thoroughly before returning it to the sheath,” I said. “Cause once that sheath gets dirty, it’s impossible to clean.”

And then I remembered a task I had left undone.

Last week, a reader asked what brand of thermometer I used, because hers kept giving up the ghost after a few weeks or months of use.

I’ve been puzzling over her predicament because I’ve never had the same problem.

Ecko Brand instant-read thermometerI use an Ekco brand instant read thermometer–and while mine is quite new, before that I used my sister’s (same brand) for years. As far as I know, hers is still working just fine in Columbus.

Between her question and my reminders to (and observations of) students, I thought I’d share a few more thermometer tips.

First, regarding the use of an instant read thermometer:
Instant read thermometers are not the same as a traditional meat thermometer. While a traditional meat thermometer is meant to be placed into a roast and stuck in the oven for the duration of cooking, the instant read thermometer is intended for only periodic use throughout the cooking process. As a product begins to near doneness, one should use the instant read thermometer to check the temperature. If the temperature is not yet appropriate, the thermometer should be removed from the meat and the meat should be returned to the heat.

Second, regarding the cleaning of an instant read thermometer:
While an instant read thermometer should be quite waterproof, I never quite trust it enough to submerge it in water. Instead, I clean the thermometer by wiping it off with a soapy rag and then by either dipping the probe portion or running the probe portion under very hot water or sanitizing solution (obviously, the sanitizing solution is more often used in a commercial food service setting–and is probably not practical for home use.) I always clean my thermometer before returning it to its sheath, because, as mentioned before, the sheath is almost impossible to clean once it gets dirty. If the sheath does get dirty, an old-fashioned(?) pipe cleaner, such as children use for craft projects, may be effective for cleaning the narrow interior of the sheath.

Third, on the calibration of an instant read thermometer:
After regular use (and sometimes abuse–I’m always dropping mine), an instant read thermometer can begin to give incorrect readings. You’ll note that your instant read is measuring the ambient room temperature as 60 degrees when really it’s warmer than that. Or maybe the difference is more subtle than that and you haven’t noticed. Nevertheless, an uncalibrated thermometer could lead to a food safety snafu. To avoid this, you can easily calibrate your instant read thermometer. I recommend doing so every couple of months.

Thermometer in ice water bathTo calibrate, prepare an ice water bath by sticking a few ice cubes in a glass of water. Let the water sit for three to five minutes so the water can equilibrate to freezing temperature (32 degrees Fahrenheit). Then, place your instant read thermometer in the ice water bath. Let your thermometer gauge come to a stop.

Hex nut on thermometerNow, you will want to adjust the temperature gauge so that it reads 32 degrees Fahrenheit. To do this, you will need to grasp the hex nut directly under the gauge with a pair of pliers. Then, while holding that hex nut steady, you’ll twist the circular gauge until the indicator points at 32 degrees Fahrenheit.

Your instant-read thermometer is now calibrated and ready to be used again to feed your family delicious, just-right-temp cooked meat!

Newly calibrated thermometer


Book Review: “Handmade Home” by Amanda Blake Soule

My friend read it and loved it.

“You’ve got to read this book,” she said.

I dutifully placed it on my TBR list and waited for it to become available at my library.

It took awhile. It’s a popular book.

But once I got it, I knew why.

It’s filled with gorgeous projects for re-purposing old items into new “pretties” (and “usefuls”) for your home.

Projects range from bags and pillows to children’s toys to “green” items (cloth diapers and women’s cloths) to clothing items to curtains, banners, and table runners.

And there’s the lovely towel rug that I decided to make for myself. I have dozens of vintage towels I saved from my Grandmother’s collection, intending to repurpose them into something. I originally thought I’d make a throw–but for the last year or so, I’ve been thinking I’d use them to make some easy washable bath mats.

Towel rug

Soule’s towel rug, made with a towel and a garage-saled pillowcase, fit the bill perfectly. Having made this one, I’m keeping my eyes peeled for more garage sale/thrift store sheets and pillowcases. ‘Cause I don’t think I’ll be done until I’ve made a whole set of these!

Towel rug


Rating: 4 stars
Category: Sewing Crafts
Synopsis: 30 Household Sewing Projects from Amanda Blake Soule, blogger at SouleMama.com
Recommendation: Lovely projects, pretty pictures, engaging commentary. Sewers and crafters will want to take a peak at this book.


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