Sunday, August 29, 2010

Life's a peach

If we have enough tomatoes in the garden, we'll have this wonderful fresh tomato soup for supper tonight. First, though, it will be a day to finish all those peaches. I managed to get through the first box by making some delicious Southern Comfort Peach Jam. It wasn't as easy as it sounds. I made one batch that didn't set properly, so we have an ample supply of Southern Comfort Peach Ice Cream Topping. Then, I made a batch of plain old peach freezer jam which was also a little soupy in my opinion, so we may have enough peach ice cream topping for eternity, especially since I don't recall ever having -- or even wanting -- peach ice cream topping before. Really though, the last batch of jam did turn out so delicious that I want everyone to taste it, yet I want to hoard it. The trick to success was re-reading the recipe to catch the detail of using the low-sugar PINK BOX of Sure-Jell. Thanks to Paul, the remaining peaches in the box were sliced and frozen for my favorite winter smoothies.

Today, I'm moving on to brandied peaches just as soon as we finish a lazy breakfast of Julia Child's bacon quiche. Using a frozen whole wheat crust (I find them in the organic foods section at the grocery store), makes quiche a breeze to prepare. And really, 3 eggs and skim milk make it pretty reasonable in the it-might-kill-you category. (Yes, the six slices of bacon and half-cup of shredded cheese are being intentionally ignored in this "it's-healthy" opine.) I couldn't resist the temptation of sliced tomatoes on top and toyed with the idea of taco seasoning, but that might have put me over the top of Paul's quiche tolerance. So, it's bacon quiche with tomato, parsley and basil. A beautiful offering for a beautiful Sunday breakfast picnic and my first day off in two weeks. Just peachy!

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Blueberry Cobbler

I had this notion recently that I would make a quilt of black baskets on white backgrounds and call it Blackberry Baskets. It would be all hand appliqued little 5 or 6-inch baskets. I made two blocks. One is blah; the other is cute. Don't know if I'll make any more. It was really just a need for some handwork that drove me to do those and they are really nice little baskets, but I'm working too many hours and getting pretty tightly wound and the prep for applique is more than I can handle at the moment. So, I took out some counted cross stitch started back in the days of Fred and Wilma and thought that would give the calming effect sought by handwork. And it probably would if I could see it. Honestly, my eyes at one time could discern the 2 threads that make one stitch in 28-count linen. That was then and this is now.

Still no acceptable handwork to calm me and it's just too hot to knit which leaves me just a tightly wound working machine. Not good. Paul called me at work last night to say that the fruit I ordered from the neighboring Amish bulk foods store had arrived. NOW??? Yes, now. Not only that, Eli understood my order for a box of peaches to be a bushel of peaches. Thank heavens, the box of blueberries is only a box of blueberries. So boy howdy do I have handwork.

There are cookie sheets of blueberries freezing as I type and I will pop a couple of blueberry cobblers into the oven soon. One for work and one for home. I made blueberry cobbler a couple of weeks ago with our own berries. It was one of those I Love Lucy baking experiences. The recipe begins with melted butter in the pan. I always used the same red fluted pie plate for this recipe because it looks so pretty on the table. No more. While the butter was melting in the pan in the heating oven, the pan cracked in half and the oven had a perfectly browned butter bottom. My plans for waking my dear one with the aroma of fresh blueberries baking on a Saturday morning turned out to be the stink of burning butter and the blue smoke spewing from the baker.

But here I am, trying it again. On a work day. Trusty old Pyrex this time. This recipe is from an old Habitat for Humanity cookbook. Try it. It's easy and delish.

Mama's Easy Blueberry Cobbler

1/4 c butter
3/4 c milk
1 c sugar
1 c flour
1 1/2 tsp baking powder
2 cups fresh blueberries
1/4 c sugar

Melt butter in 8-inch round baking pan. Combine milk, 1 c sugar, flour and baking powder in bowl. Pour into prepared pan. Top with blueberries. Do not stir. Sprinkle 1/4 c sugar over berries.
Bake at 350 degrees for 30 minutes, or until nicely browned.

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Hot enough to melt butter

If you don't have air conditioning, even the light of the sewing machine can add an unbearable amount of heat to the already intolerable heat and humidity of our recent weather. That's why this butter-colored quilt has been at a little standstill again. That, and the fact that August means long work hours for me. Today is slightly better. Good enough for me to finish piecing the 350+ triangles needed for the border since I decided a solid border was just too dorky looking. Tomorrow is supposed to be a bit cooler, so with any luck I may just meet my goal of having this quilt top pieced by Alyssa's birthday. She's doing a triathlon to celebrate her day. A sewing marathon might just be the most appropriate way to celebrate along with her.

Thursday, August 5, 2010

Groovin' with a good read

I belong to a book club. A very small book club. There are only four members, all of us former or current co-workers who sometimes share the same taste in reading. Sometimes not. At any rate, we meet once a month or so -- usually for breakfast -- and discuss our most recent book, a few bad apples we know, and life in general. It's a good time and a good way to keep in touch.

We recently celebrated our second anniversary with breakfast here (veggie quiche and bundt coffee cake). We are big on rules. Well, some of us are big on rules. (Like not knowing who submitted the book title as if I can't guess who threw the most recent big old lemon in the pot.) The rest of us go along with the rules to avoid the evil eye, but that's really of no consequence. So anyway, we celebrated our anniversary with a gift exchange (we don't do other occasions during the year) of items we made for each other (one of those negotiable rules). Gifts carried the theme of our recently completed book The Little Giant of Aberdeen County (Yes, read it), which was filled with plant lore. A quilt was also at the center of the novel, but I wasn't up for making 3 quilts, so decided to ignore that and stick to the plant theme.

My gifts were decoupaged pots filled with edible or beneficial plants. They turned out to be pretty cute and the real kick came when I got to go into a store and ask for Modge Podge. Talk about a blast from the past. Surprisingly, Modge Podge is still a happening item in the craft store world. In fact, there are all kinds of Modge Podge to be had. It's still, as it turns out, just white glue with a groovy name, but that name took me back to the late great 70s and that's not all bad. Not all good either.

The pots turned out great. Photocopied pages from the book were coffee dyed because they were just too white and the edges torn to give them a softer look, and decoupaged first. Then pictures of edible flowers that were downloaded from the internet were decoupaged on top of the print. The best part of the whole project came when Lynn noticed the printed design was actually text from the book. Being clever is so much more fun when it's noticed.

I'm not certain how the pots are holding up, but if they last one summer, that will be good enough. I did use outdoor Modge Podge, which I thought was a great find until I read the fine print that instructed frequent re-application to prevent damage to the decoupaged item. That's when I knew I'd been had by a brand name when Elmer's probably would have done the trick. But Elmer's wouldn't have brought back all those memories of skirts that were too short under a coat that was too long and never ever owning a pair of go-go boots. Still, decoupage is fun and inexpensive and unlimited in possibilities. And Modge Podge is still a groovy name.

When Alyssa was in college we decoupaged a bookshelf with leaves. It was pretty darned cool. I'm thinking of doing the bookshelves in my sewing room, if that ever really comes to pass, with patterns from quilt books. It might be kind of funky; it might be dorky. There's often a fine line between the two. When I decide on which side of the line this scheme falls, I'll let you know.