Your answer says volumes about you in your life outside the kitchen.
My choice will almost always be A. I'm a baker, in the kitchen and out. Nothing soothes my soul more than following a recipe to the T knowing that my outcome will be nearly perfect after reading the instructions.
Some of my dearest friends can't bake a batch of cookies to save their life. They prefer letting their creative flag fly as they raid the pantry for random ingredients to highlight that night's dish. I always enjoy eating dinner at their table.
I've been known to cry in the face of my pantry. I look at shelf after shelf of ingredients and just get stumped unless I have a good cookbook within arm's reach to gently walk me through it.
And so it is with my sewing. I love to follow patterns. There's enough room for flexibility in which fabric I choose and adding little embellishments. I love the comfort of knowing that my time will be well spent and my project will turn out.
It wasn't until I sent a link to Betz Green's "Sewing Green" to Zina who only responded "I think you over estimate my ability to sew and follow directions. Love the concept of reusable material though." that I finally realized how my preferences in the kitchen carry over. Zina is a cook, through and through.
So which are you? Baker or cook? I'd love to hear. . .
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Showing posts with label random silliness. Show all posts
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Are you a baker or a cook?
Quick quiz. . .
You have 30 minutes to be in the kitchen, which would you prefer?
A. Whipping up a batch of grandma's best cookies.
B. Tossing in a bit of this or that to the tomato sauce and creating a new dish.
Your answer says volumes about you in your life outside the kitchen.
My choice will almost always be A. I'm a baker, in the kitchen and out. Nothing soothes my soul more than following a recipe to the T knowing that my outcome will be nearly perfect after reading the instructions.
Some of my dearest friends can't bake a batch of cookies to save their life. They prefer letting their creative flag fly as they raid the pantry for random ingredients to highlight that night's dish. I always enjoy eating dinner at their table.
I've been known to cry in the face of my pantry. I look at shelf after shelf of ingredients and just get stumped unless I have a good cookbook within arm's reach to gently walk me through it.
And so it is with my sewing. I love to follow patterns. There's enough room for flexibility in which fabric I choose and adding little embellishments. I love the comfort of knowing that my time will be well spent and my project will turn out.
It wasn't until I sent a link to Betz Green's "Sewing Green" to Zina who only responded "I think you over estimate my ability to sew and follow directions. Love the concept of reusable material though." that I finally realized how my preferences in the kitchen carry over. Zina is a cook, through and through.
So which are you? Baker or cook? I'd love to hear. . .
Your answer says volumes about you in your life outside the kitchen.
My choice will almost always be A. I'm a baker, in the kitchen and out. Nothing soothes my soul more than following a recipe to the T knowing that my outcome will be nearly perfect after reading the instructions.
Some of my dearest friends can't bake a batch of cookies to save their life. They prefer letting their creative flag fly as they raid the pantry for random ingredients to highlight that night's dish. I always enjoy eating dinner at their table.
I've been known to cry in the face of my pantry. I look at shelf after shelf of ingredients and just get stumped unless I have a good cookbook within arm's reach to gently walk me through it.
And so it is with my sewing. I love to follow patterns. There's enough room for flexibility in which fabric I choose and adding little embellishments. I love the comfort of knowing that my time will be well spent and my project will turn out.
It wasn't until I sent a link to Betz Green's "Sewing Green" to Zina who only responded "I think you over estimate my ability to sew and follow directions. Love the concept of reusable material though." that I finally realized how my preferences in the kitchen carry over. Zina is a cook, through and through.
So which are you? Baker or cook? I'd love to hear. . .
Monday, August 10, 2009
I'm "It"!
Carrie from Ruffled Feathers has tagged me, which means it's my turn to show you six things that make me smile.
Here are the official rules:
Link back to the person who tagged you.
List six little things that make you happy.
Tag six bloggers and let them know they’re “it”.
It would be easy to cheat and list 6 very obvious things that make me smile (my husband, the peanut, etc.) but I'm choosing to believe that the point of this "exercise" is to find 6 small things that bring me happiness to give you a tiny peek into the more frivolous corners of my mind.
1. Nailpolish color names:
I'm a sucker for the OPI color names in particular. In my next life I'd love to come back as an official namer of cosmetics in general. I still remember wearing "Rockapulco Red" on a trip to Vegas.
2. Audrey Hepburn in general, "Roman Holiday" in specific:
This is by far her best movie, in my opinion. I've never wanted to be a princess on the run more in my life.
3. Pink things that probably shouldn't be pink:
In my little pile you see my wallet, a photo brag book, my GPS, my iPod, and a water bottle. I swear pink is not my favorite color but you'd never guess by this sample of my belongings. It's the GPS and iPod that really make me smile. There's just something so sweetly fantastic about a techie gadget in baby pink. I've always had this obsession, just ask my dad. I insisted he bring home a pink radio when I was about 12. It was my first tape deck and I had to have the pink one despite there being much more "advanced" models available for the same price. But they weren't pink. Enough said.
4. Traveling in general, Italy in specific:
Italy is the one place I could return to endlessly and be perfectly happy. Just digging through my albums to find this from our trip to Florence made me get that travel bug all over again.
5. Shabby chic mixed china:
Someday I will have enough time on my hands to endlessly scour flea markets for mix and match "shabby" china. I love the thought of filling my dishwasher with mismatched but coordinated items in one specific color palette.
6. Zina's Happy List:
No image can do this one justice. Whenever we're having a really bad or stressful day, we drop everything for two minutes to draft a "Happy List" email to one another. The point is to be short and sweet and force yourself to think of something better than what you're going through. It's brought me hope on some very dark days. A tradition you definitely might want to consider with a good pal of your own.
I'm a sucker for the OPI color names in particular. In my next life I'd love to come back as an official namer of cosmetics in general. I still remember wearing "Rockapulco Red" on a trip to Vegas.
2. Audrey Hepburn in general, "Roman Holiday" in specific:
This is by far her best movie, in my opinion. I've never wanted to be a princess on the run more in my life.
3. Pink things that probably shouldn't be pink:
In my little pile you see my wallet, a photo brag book, my GPS, my iPod, and a water bottle. I swear pink is not my favorite color but you'd never guess by this sample of my belongings. It's the GPS and iPod that really make me smile. There's just something so sweetly fantastic about a techie gadget in baby pink. I've always had this obsession, just ask my dad. I insisted he bring home a pink radio when I was about 12. It was my first tape deck and I had to have the pink one despite there being much more "advanced" models available for the same price. But they weren't pink. Enough said.
4. Traveling in general, Italy in specific:
Italy is the one place I could return to endlessly and be perfectly happy. Just digging through my albums to find this from our trip to Florence made me get that travel bug all over again.
5. Shabby chic mixed china:
Someday I will have enough time on my hands to endlessly scour flea markets for mix and match "shabby" china. I love the thought of filling my dishwasher with mismatched but coordinated items in one specific color palette.
6. Zina's Happy List:
No image can do this one justice. Whenever we're having a really bad or stressful day, we drop everything for two minutes to draft a "Happy List" email to one another. The point is to be short and sweet and force yourself to think of something better than what you're going through. It's brought me hope on some very dark days. A tradition you definitely might want to consider with a good pal of your own.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Reader or Rockstar?
Last week I mentioned I made Diary of a Quilter's diaper clutch from her handy tutorial. The other fantastic tutorial I've gleaned from her site is for an adorable peanut-sized messenger bag.
With the very best of intentions, I sewed up a library book toting version for the peanut. Comes complete with its own library card pocket right on the front:
But as you can see, my peanut had other ideas of what to store within her tote bag. Seems it is just the right size to carry her new guitar:
Maybe we'll put the bookworm fantasies aside for today and play rockstar instead. Don't all musicians need coordinated tote bags for their instruments?!
But as you can see, my peanut had other ideas of what to store within her tote bag. Seems it is just the right size to carry her new guitar:
Maybe we'll put the bookworm fantasies aside for today and play rockstar instead. Don't all musicians need coordinated tote bags for their instruments?!
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Summer in Six
Saw a great tweet by DesignMom this afternoon about describing summer in 6 words or less. The posted suggestions were too fun and I can't resist following suit here. How about:
Save my seat at the pool.
What would your six words be?
What would your six words be?
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