Tasty Thursdays

So the intent was to write Tasty Thursdays -on Thursday evenings. Later that day we drove to Williamsburg,Va, a mere 60 miles from Virginia Beach, and returned late; and of course there was traffic.

So here we go…
A dear friend’s father grows an awesome garden and shares his hard work and labor of love with us. We made zucchini bread (used a few tsp of lemon juice and added a lemon glaze) to share with friends and neighbors. We made home chicken noodle ‘creatively’. We added tomatoes and grated zucchini and to disguise the zucchini we infused orzo pasta. That’s to keep my husband and other picky eaters from declaring the age old phrase -“eewwwweeee” ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘ (as close as I can come to a sheep).




Isn’t that a cute bowl cozy for the soup? Shhhhh….. We made that too.

We also had crock pots of tortellini soup (store bought tortellini), and black beans to make our own version of ‘Chipotle’.

But early that morning, I went out and grilled some leg quarters to eat for lunch. Got a little reading done also.


Did I mention that a grill going at 8:30am really confuses the neighbors?!?๐Ÿ˜ณ

My Own Pastry Chef!

imageIt is hard to believe that three short years ago, this precious child of mine would be going out into the world to blaze her own path. Her father and I sent her to a math and science camp at a regional university each summer while she was in high school. Upon graduation she was offered a partial scholarship. Her major was going to be math and she was going to be a teacher. Our job as parents was well done in getting her feet planted in the right direction -or so we thought. One day while filing college preparatory paperwork. I noticed a Johnson and Wales and Culinary Institute of America packages in the mix. I pulled them out and asked her about them as I proceeded to toss them. She stated she was just curious and just wanted to see what they were about. So I gave her the packages and went about my merry way of dreaming of becoming a college student’s parent with stickers and mascots all over my car and heading up to football games.

A month or so later, a letter arrives in the mail from JWU stating that my wonderful has been accepted to the university with partial scholarships. So I asked her why was she perusing this if she was already set to go the school we have worked so hard to groom her to attend. Her reply was “I’m good at math but my passion is baking and creating”. Now I always thought that you find what you were good at and worked with it to become your passion. The problem with this case was that I had never seen my daughter bake or cook or show any interest in doing so. ย She actually loathed being in the kitchen and could not stand to clean the kitchen on her days. As time progressed we noticed a marked decrease in her interest for our school of choice for her and more interests in creative schools. After lots of prayer, conversations and watching; we decided that the decision would ultimately be hers. We would bite our nails and eat ice cream way too late at night and grant her the freedom to choose her culinary school. ย She was accepted to JWU in the Fall and CIA in the Winter. Since she was ready to leave our nest, she wanted to start that Fall and so it was off to North Carolina -6 hour drive to drop of our daughter to a culinary school although she did not know her way around a kitchen.

Three years later, this bright eyed and ambitious mature young woman has graduated with an A.S. in Baking and Pastry Arts and is just one semester from finishing her B.Sci in Food and Beverage Mgmt with an emphasis in Entrepreneurship. She works part time for a grocery supermarket in Charlotte, NC. While home visiting, she showed me a paper she wrote. The professor asked the students to tell about a person who was influential in their career. My daughter chose me -her mother ๐Ÿ˜ญ. ย She stated the she watched me cook and sew for years and thought it a miracle when I would go into the kitchen where there was only a can of beans, four strands of spaghetti and a pack of crackers and come out with a gourmet meal (my son does not view this ordeal the same way!). She also mentioned of all the soups and cakes and pies I would make from scratch. This, she says, inspired her to use her imagination to create things. I am Jim Dandy proud of her accomplishments but cannot help but wonder if I missed her cues of wanting to be in the kitchen because I was and still am a kitchen hog! She took charge of cinnamon roll duty today. While I actually watched.ย image imageThese cinnamon rolls and yeast rolls are so light and fluffy. She made a topping for them that rivals Cinnabon but lighter. They are awesome but I must admit, -I am jealous! My powdered cinnamon and powdered nutmeg were substandard for her -she grated her own nutmeg and cinnamon sticks!!!! ๐Ÿ˜

Making old things new!

As I was spring cleaning, I had a garbage bag full of old sheets and worn terry cloth towels. But for the holes, they were in good condition. Since I am newly into recycling and repurposing, I decided to hang onto them. Around Easter, we had family to come visit and I realized that I did not have the abundance of towels I was use to having. I decided to drop off all the clothes to the thrift store to clear the last of the clutter and head to the department store over pay for towels at the last minute. I always look around the thrift store (I call it the treasure trove) as I drop off things. It is usually when i am not looking for anything that I find something that is a great deal. That right, I found brand new white bath sized towels with labels and tags attached. For $1.00 each, I snatched them up and ran home to wash & dry them.

Later that evening I was vacuuming my sewing studio and noticed how full my scrap fabric box was. I took the bag of terry cloths and places them on top of the scraps. That is when my brain, that never shuts off, lit up with the idea of sewing fabric to the old terry cloth towels to make towels to be used in the kitchen and brightly colored fabric sewn to the ends of the bath towels to liven them up a bit. I like to have lots so small towels downstairs to catch spills, wipe the dogs paws and kids messes quickly. Here are few…







My guest all loved my towels and all asked for some, even after I told them how them came about. Almost everyone who comes to my kitchen asks about my dishtowels. So I finally decided to make some for those who wanted them. Best part of all, they are willing to pay! I did them all a favor bought new terry cloth though ๐Ÿ™‚ this is the journey so far …


Who knows, perhaps some will make to my etsy shop ๐Ÿ˜Š you can check to see if I have actually put some up at http://www.sewpureandlovely.etsy.com

Oh Perfect Day

Gray clouds, misty rain, home alone = THE PERFECT SEWING DAY!

What do you mean there is laundry, dishes, vacuuming, bathroom cleaning, swiffering, glass tables and windows, swiffering, polishing and dusting to be done?


Today is an awesome day! It is the day I get to play the insanity game -clean the house today and do it all over again in two days.

Why can’t I just play in the sewing studio?!? I have a really cool scrap quilt I’m working on ….. Waaaaahhhhh!!!!!!! ๐Ÿ˜ญ







An abundance of Creativity

I normally have about three sewing projects going at one time. When I reach a certain point on one, I switch to another. I must say I am enjoying working from home. If I could just work on my networking and marketing skills, I could really do some damage.


So this is the progress on the Dresden Plate. The back is finished and I’ve already made the trip to the thrift store to purchase something for the middle of the quilt. I found a blanket for $1.98 still had store tags on it!





Bowl cozies for Ukraine are well under way. Patriotic for the good ole USA and blue and gold and sunflowers.