Monday, December 7, 2020

sweets.space.sustenance


***sweets***

baking has commenced.

cranberry bread :: 17 loaves
pumpkin bread :: 14 loaves
russian tea cakes :: by the pallet full

i'm getting the teacake dough ready this afternoon,
beginning with measuring out all the ingredients
and setting the butter out to soften. i measured two-cups
of pecans and set to chopping them using my father's 
nut chopper thingymabob. i bring it out once a year: Christmas.


experiencing a touch of arthritis doesn't make for ease
when grinding through the two-cups of nuts.
adding a food processor to my kitchen is tempting.
but. using this jar grinder contraption has offered
opportunity to think about my dad.
he was quite a cook...featured in taste of home magazine
a few times even. he was famous. wink.


flittering through my recipe papers i found my mother's
meat loaf recipe! i've been searching and found it tucked
away in a safe spot known only to whoever put it there. me.
but i forgot where. thankful to have found it and will
most likely put it to good use this week.

***space***


i kept our Christmas decor simple simon this year, like every year
really but especially so this year. we both love the *bits* of decor.
streamlined almost to minimalism. but not quite.


the roofline is a favorite of the hubs,
being a giant and all. i especially love
the pines in the front and how they're silhouetted
beyond the upper windows.

tommy, my pet teenage deer came by overnight
and used one of our front aspens to remove the velvet
from his antlers. he broke a few branches and carved
the trunk a bit but i don't really mind much.
i saw him in the afternoon and after exchanging
pleasantries he trotted into the woods with his
head held high. gorgeous creature(s).

the squirrels though.
remember a year ago me being tickled by their escapades
and how i'd probably think later they'd be the bane of our existence?
well it's here. chewing through electrical cords for Christmas
lights on our front deck. the nerve! bah! so the hubs placed
a pepper powder along the cord line and into the vintage 
bucket holding the majority of the cord.
so far so good.
the stinkers.

***sustenance***

made pizza dough then parbaked with loads of dried herbs.
didn't have fresh on hand and our tiny market didn't either.
in a bit i'll dress the pizza and the hubs will grill the round
which will leave the sides charred and the bottom crispy.
i cooked up a little bit of italian sausage and onions.
that along with mozzarella will be yUm.
and with a big salad on the side it'll be a feast.




and before i go, i also baked a
loaf of bread and when it was done i brought a buttered
slice out to the shop where the hubs was working on
my cutie pie {golf} cart. i don't golf. but i like toodling
about town. it's an old cart and he's basically 
rebuilding it. i'm sure he's thrilled with this
new project. really. thrilled. wink.
some of my ralph lauren charlotte fabric will find
it's way to pillows or bunting in adorning this cute thing.

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4 comments:

  1. I've always wanted a golf cart for our property! I could zip around and over to our produce stand, too! Lucky girl!

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    1. it's a 4-seater and by flipping the back seat it becomes a truck. of sorts. ;) i look forward to toodling around the roads and making a detour for the market once in a while. but winter's coming so i'm hoping the cart will be ready quick so i can toodle at least one day.

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  2. Loved this post. Almost felt like we were chatting with you. I can't wait to see your cute, little golf cart! It will be the cutest ever, I'm sure!
    ~Adrienne~

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    1. when the world opens up and the two of you can visit, we'll have to take it for a spin or three. hugs.

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