I wiped away the weeds & foam. / I fetched my sea-born treasures home... Ralph Waldo Emerson







Sunday, November 13, 2011

Mom! What's for Dinner?


Hi! We've all heard versions of that, haven't we?
Even if you don't have kids, or they've flown from the nest, there's: Honey, I'm home, what's for dinner?
My mother was a wonderful cook, everything from Julia Child gourmet to Italian specialties, to homestyle all-American comfort foods. She herself ate like the proverbial bird though and she often pondered the question, Why is it the woman's job to cook all the meals? In his defense my dad was also a very good cook and in later years he did quite a bit of the cooking. But still...that was like  something special, a favor. Since he was a man. Nope, bottom line, the kitchen buck stopped with mom.


Anyway. I try to prepare meatless meals now and then. And this veggie potpie sounded warm and  enticing.


(from USA Today Sunday insert in my local paper]:




The farmers market is still bustling and full of lovely autumn produce. I stocked up on pickles.



And beans for a white chili that's on our to-try list. Lovely broccoli and tiny brussels sprouts....




...and I picked up the makings for the potpie.


Shiny red potatoes, cremini mushrooms, a white cabbage, sweet onions....

You could perhaps use regular white mushrooms but the baby bellas/ creminis are so tasty and hold their shape...almost meatlike. Most supermarkets carry them, if you don't have a farmers market.


The prep calls for oven roasting the veggies for 20 minutes. This is not long enough to cook the diced potatoes. Next time I will either start them first, allow a total of 40 minutes for them, or precook in the microwave.
I also omitted the thyme, not a flavor we like..added parsley and a smidge of tarragon instaed.


The vegetables roasted in the 9 x 13" pan are quite crowded and while they cook nicely they create a lot of liquid. Pour this off before you add the cheese sauce to avoid a wet, soggy potpie.


[And what the heck is medium dice? I went with 1/2" (and obviously missed, as you can see) but I must check that out. I have no culinary education to fall back on. Why can't they just say?] I also brushed the patchwork-y topcrust with an egg beaten with cold water. It looks pretty!



The crust was store bought as directed. [Mrs. Smith's]. This was a brand I'd never tried and it was difficult to work with, the top just fell in pieces. But it was very good, flaky, crisp, yummy.


The recipe is NOT so easy. But worth it, because it was very delicious.




Here's my new oven! It is wonderful! I love it. I thought I didn't miss having an oven. It's been almost a year since my previous oven finally rusted through so completely it was unusable. Wall ovens don't come cheap! But are my preference, I hate baking stuff down on the floor.



We made baked apples for dessert. Some kind of heirloom red and yellow stripey kind, filled with walnuts, cranberries and dot of butter, lots of cinnamon and a drizzle of maple syrup. Oh that made the house smell so good! Served warm with a blob of Splenda sweetened fat free Greek yogurt and a cup of. peach tea.

Winter should be cosy here at the beach!


PS the potpie made very nice leftovers too...

It's a keeper! Here's the link:  Potpie
love

          lizzy




gone to the beach......

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Mistress Crow Loves Mr. Moon


Last winter I found a rusty spiral wire---bed spring?---on my beach. I knew right away it would become a "nodder" ,


...a strange primitive sort of folkart sculpture/ toy that dates back to America's 1800s. A sort of make-do, like whirligigs and pin keeps.


Nodders are the great grandaddy of modern bobble dolls. Probably you've seen a famous baseball player nodding on the dashboard of some guy's pick-up? Yep, that's a nodder...as are hula girls and nodding Garfield the cat dolls.

It took me ever so long to make the figures. I love  folkart images of Mr.Moon, the  man in the moon...so I knew my nodder should be a Moon and a crow for autumn.



I did a rough sketch on the paper pad I use for a mousepad. I made patterns, then found out that unless I wanted a huge moon, it would be difficult to attractively form his profile.



I decide to print a drawing on muslin...none of my 7" sketches looked at all as interesting as my small "remember this idea" doodle. So I blew it up to size, I figured our mirror reverse. I carefully attached muslin to printer paper, fed it in...bleh! The printer went wacko. And spit it out. Again and again and again...



Finally I had two sides. I trapunto'd Mr Moon's features, sewed and stuffed him. Added glo-in-the-dark inked details.



I dug a nice piece of driftwood from my stash., added an old brass keyhole cover...


Missy Crow was simpler!



Except I had no black cotton, finally used a napkin, lol. Her eyes dont't match but are wonderful old golden yellow buttons, one is Victorian glass, one the tiniest MOP in yellow.




She holds her heart in her beak, and pines for Mr. Moon.




Will love prevail?



I made two Missy Crows, as I often do, I always make extras.



This pretty dove or sparrow holds a tiny quilt scrap heart.



Her base is a giant plastic button from my newest button box purchase.  So she stands ever so nicely atop this Mason jar [but isn't attached permanently].


I also had the Eureka! moment for making Mason jars with tea lights...this is a primitive, scented wax votive from Michael's...battery operated, so it is safe if tucked int a bowl of potpourri. And of course will "burn'' even with the old zinc lid screwed on tight.



Golden candleight for a cold Autumn full-moon night.



love

                lizzy

gone to the beach....




Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Flea Market





 Sundays' flea market was exuberant...
I can find no other word. Maybe everyone was happy because they got to sleep late?


The drive was spectacular...on my little island, what few trees we have lost all their leaves during last week's nor'easter/ snow storm. Instead our autumn color comes from the silvery plumes of the marsh grass, the red of Virginia creeper vines, and everywhere branches glowing orange, laden with bittersweet berries. 



Once I crossed the bridges, there was a protected belt of still green trees, then near the market, about 3 miles north of the ocean, the trees glowed scarlet and gold in the low autumn sun. It was just so perfect. No wonder everyone was happy.

Despite my enthusiasm, I didn't find much.

A new dealer friend flagged me down to show me a treasure he'd saved for me, a wonderful 19th century child's photo. So serious in his black dress-up suit! Perhaps as young as 2 or 3?


Last week I bought quite a few photos of children from what was then a huge stash...



Now only one partial box was left and the dealer told me he saved all the children just for me.
Such faces!

Lydia - 6 [mo.?]

Leonard Small, aged 11 months, left
Lawrence Costello 6 months, right

And the attitude!



I believe this anonymous litle girl is at the beach! I love her dress with the petticoats and her black highbuttoned shoes (poor kid)...



This little guy has his wonderful Scotty dog and quite a pretty dress. (I wasn't thrilled ath my kids said he looks like me! Though he does look like early photos of my dad. I of course was much cuter. And thinner,lol.)




Here's this weeks group:
Note especially the boys in the studio prop rowboat. With their Easter basket...




I love to study these old photos. The clothes are amazing. And I use them for my Memory collages Christmas ornaments, too:



One of the cards says "Photographs of Generals of both armies for sale'' so it was taken just post-Civil War, perhaps 1865-70.


It is the little girl, top left in the group below:




.When I enhanced my own photo her name became visible, handwritten in pencil: Ellena B. Carlisle diughter of W J & A H [?] Carlisle. Sadly no date or age though.


Then from my jewelry friend...in her junk-treasure bin (every week she sets out a tray the size of a large cookie sheet, fills it with random "stuff" watch parts, beads, rhinestone pins, charms, a ball of necklaces and chains. Old keys. Marbles, who knows what!? It's very popular, and in fact a woman was sort of hogging the space, she was very annoyed when I wanted to look too. So I just  whisked out a couple treasures:

This  handful was 6.oo! You can see how I repurpose the old rhinestone buckles as collage frames.


Then this beautiful, though slightly shabby bird of Paradise. Note the "ruby" eye and enamelled tail feathers. c.1910.


Tiniest little tin box imaginable! Barely 1'' x 5/8".  Intriguing---shall it become an amulet? a message charm? A secret wish locket? Two collage charms?


If the Cartier watch, below, is real it was one heck of a bargain! If it's fake, well I m still thrilled because it looks very real to me. My watch guy will get it running for me and check the serial number. Either way I'm happy! Though actually if it is real I'll sell it on eBay---and I want it!



more soon ~ Can you believe we're already planning Thanksgiving! Time flies here at the beach...

love

         lizzy

gone to the beach......



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me, aged 3 or 4