Sunday, January 31, 2010

Sunday Supper Waffles

Supper Waffles for Sunday Breakfast..

"Country women vote the waffles made with four eggs a top favorite."
~Farm Journal Country Cookbook

From the Farm Journal's Country Cookbook: Homemade Breads and Country Butter section. I figured you can't go wrong with fresh eggs, butter and buttermilk!

This was my grandmother's hand mixer.

I can still hear her whipping away in the kitchen with her blue mixing bowls. We use them instead of an electric hand mixer. Works like a charm!

Golden goodness.

In case you would like some for Sunday Supper.. I cut the recipe in half and it worked great!

Sunday Supper Waffles
~Farm Journal Country Cookbook
(Recipe adapted for Buttermilk Version)

2 c. sifted flour
3 tsp. baking powder
1 tsp. baking soda
1 tsp. salt
2 c. buttermilk
4 eggs
1 c. melted butter

  • Start heating waffle iron.
  • Sift together flour, baking powder , baking soda and salt.
  • Beat eggs until foamy and mix with buttermilk.
  • Add milk-egg mixture to dry ingredients, just enough to moisten.
  • Stir in slightly cooled butter.
  • Pour batter onto iron until it spreads about 1" from edges.
  • Gently close lid.
  • Bake until steam stops or signal light shows done.
  • Loosen waffle lift.

Sunday, January 24, 2010

Yarn Paralysis

Smitten with socks.
Dreaming of thick, wool, multicolored, nordic patterns.
The boot worthy kind so fat you can barely get a shoe on kinda socks.

Picked up a book on sock knitting over the weekend... thanks to my mother-in-law and a 50% off coupon for JoAnn Fabrics. Packed up the basket and headed out to the campfire to start a trial run.

Yarn choice: multi-colored.. for the first pair. This is due to a new knitting condition I've developed called:

Yarn Paralysis:
When faced with numerous delicious choices of yarn, the knitter will then assume a coma like stare stare, with mouth open, unable to make a confident choice in color and gauge for about an hour. Yarn paralysis can only be broken by the ringing of a mobile phone with a spouse on the other end asking when dinner is going to be ready.

Thought I'd start with the "Woodsman" sock from Elizabeth Zimmerman's book "Knitting Around". It contained directions and abbreviations I knew or could look up. Going good so far. Stayed up waaaay too late last night to watch the heel form. I got a 'C' in geometry, so it is amazing to me to see these things take shape. Sewing patterns? That's another story...

Fresh sheets blowing on the line while the chickens get let out to roam.

Helen and Mary Claire are campaigning for argyles.
Get in line girls...

I came across this giant colander in a thrift shop. Wasn't sure what I was going to do with it, but it has come into a life of its own. Now it sits in the living room by the fire with balls of yarn waiting for a project.

Sunday, January 17, 2010


Because I am not brave enough to share the adventures-in-cleaning-of-the-dumping-ground-spare-bedroom-closet... I'll share a few bits of color that make me smile instead...

Shadows on the art table.

Vintage fabric on the inspiration board. A few spare butterflies, marble pushpins made from vintage fabric, and of course boxwood. I LOVE boxwood plants.

Watercolor pencils in a jar on my desk. I tend to lift the color from the pencil tips with the brush, which leaves these funny shaped tips...

Stack of vintage thrift store fabric. Thinking about some new cloth grocery bags?

Orange bird on a stick. Because orange is my favorite color and that silly bird makes me smile!
Happy Sunday to you!

Sunday, January 10, 2010


The mornings have been blue as the sun comes up with the snow.

Nine inches of light, powdery, fluffy snow.

Single digits outside this morning. Yarn basket and ash bucket both full.

Kindling bucket and wood on the porch running low.
I've got some digging and hauling to do!
Time to get out and enjoy the sun.
With the lake effect clouds we haven't seen the sun for days!
Happy Sun-day to you!

Sunday, January 3, 2010

Life: Unscripted

At least, I think that is what they say on MTV.
Life: Unscripted.
Just us. As is..
Raspberry muffins for breakfast.

Inside the woodbox... with grandpa's hand broom that my husband won't part with.

Knitting basket by the Christmas tree.

Lindy. Waiting for me to throw the ball. Again. Relentless.

Six degrees and blowing snow out the front door.
Happy Sunday to you!!