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Tuesday, February 28, 2006
Clara has been at it again; there are two layers of a gorgeous-looking chocolate cake in the oven which will be cooled and frosted to a tee in a little bit. Fortunately for the family avoirdupois, most of the people here have metabolisms that operate faster than the speed of sound. In her honor, I submit the family recipe for dairy-free chocolate cake:
*Schoolhouse Chocolate Cake*
2 c. cake flour
1 1/2 c. sugar
2/3 c. cocoa
1 1/2 t. baking soda
1 t. salt
1 1/2 c. rice milk (with 2 T. cider vinegar stirred in)
1/2 c. shortening
1 t. vanilla
Beat all ingredients on low for 30 seconds. Beat on high for 2 minutes. Pour in greased, floured pans (two round layers, 13 x 9, or Bundt) and bake at 350 for about 30 minutes (longer for single-pan cakes).
To frost: soften 1/3 c. dairy-free margarine, sift in 2 c. powdered sugar and 1/3 c. cocoa. ådd 1 1/2 t. vanilla, and as much water (around 2 T.) as necessary to make a nice soft spreading consistency.
So easy a ten-year-old could do it!
Monday, February 27, 2006
I love the chapter of Little Women which deals with oldest daughter Meg's adjustment to young motherhood and housekeeping. She has twins and has worn herself to a frazzle:
"She was. . . in that unreasonable frame of mind which the best of mothers occasionally experience when domestic cares oppress them, want of exercise robs them of cheerfulness, and too much devotion to that idol of American women, -the teapot,- makes them feel as if they were all nerve and no muscle."
Her mother wisely advises her:
". . .Do more housework. You need the exercise. . .Go out more; keep cheerful as well as busy,-for you are the sunshine-maker of the family, and if you get dismal there is no fair weather."
"Meg recovered her spirits, and composed her nerves, by plenty of wholesome exercise, a little pleasure, and much confidential conversation with her sensible husband. . .Home grew home-like again, and everyone found the little house a cheerful place, full of happiness, content, and family love."
Thinking about this passage always makes me wonder if I am devoting myself too much to my teapot. It's a danger.
Saturday, February 25, 2006
Yesterday was Big City Day for us yesterday--a trip to the zoo, a stop by the big antique mall, and then dinner with Grandmother (best barbeque ever--yum!). It didn't take Daisy long to catch on at the zoo, the idea being that everywhere you go there are Animals. Zebras. Monkeys. Elephants.
The antique mall was delicious, especially my mother's booth which as usual made me want to buy everything in it, even things I had given her to sell. I did score a great vintage mirror, a stack of twelve white damask dinner napkins which I will monogram by hand, and eight silver spoons engraved with "Helen" on the handles. Helen can help fix my tea in the mornings, I think.
Thursday, February 23, 2006
The Composer lighted on a particularly lovely vocal piece the other day, the "Pie Jesu" from Faure's Requiem, and zipped it down to the kitchen computer where I do my poking around, usually while nursing Daisy. So I was playing it today while Daisy refreshed herself, and I looked down to see that she was doing her perfect snapping (this has been her showstopper since she was about 11 months old) in perfect time to the very slow adagio tempo of the piece.
Later, while it played again, she laid her head down on the Composer's shoulder and held perfectly still and quiet to listen to the entire thing. It was definitely a moment.
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
I just discovered a short story by Grace Livingston Hill called, "A Journey of Discovery", which is chock full of the most charming description of romantic life in a bungalow, including delicious decorating, dining, and baby-bathing details:
"The top landing gave a charming vista of three pretty rooms and a white tiled bathroom all flooded with the spring sunshine, as if a dozen suns were shining in as many different directions. They were airy rooms, with muslin-curtained windows, simple wall paper, neutral-tinted rugs and white furniture, with a touch of color in the borders of the wall and curtains, the cushion on a rocker, a knot of ribbon on the dressing-table. One room was rosy-tinted, one was white and gray, and the third a dainty blue, the wall bursting into a shower of cherry bloom over a deep sky background. . ."
The jaded city heroine has gone out to the suburbs to visit a friend who married "beneath her" and now lives in a little nine-room bungalow--only to find her friend revelling in the joys of domestic life in all its bungalow glory. . .
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
My new best friend in the kitchen is my box of latex gloves. I started out using them for handling raw meat. Then I started pulling out a pair when it was time to chop an onion. Then for garlic peeling. Now I use them whenever I'm going to do a bunch of cleaning or wiping. And all along I've been using them in the garden--I always have an extra pair stuffed in the pocket of my garden apron.
I love peeling off all that dirt/bacteria/onion smell and tossing in in the trash can so effortlessly. I try not to think that I am probably setting us all up for severe latex allergies. Hope not.
For several years I have had a rusty can of "Fume-Free" oven cleaner sitting on a high shelf, and I would pull it down every six months or so when the stovetop finally got too nasty to stand. I would spray it on, trying not to breathe in the nasty fresh lemon-scented poison gas fumes, leave it for a few hours, then wipe off *some* of the gunk from around the burners. I just did that for the last time! Because when I finished, and still couldn't get off the most stubborn cooked-on junk, as a last resort I sprinkled some baking soda on the stains and wiped with a damp cloth. Yes, you guessed it, everything came off with a gentle swipe. No toxins. No waiting. No explosive can. From now on, it's baking soda every time.
Sunday, February 19, 2006
I was reminded this morning of what I should be teaching my children:
". . .a testimony. . .
That they should. . .teach to their children;
That the generation to come might know, even the children yet to be born,
That they may arise and tell them to their children,
That they should put their confidence in God,
And not forget the works of God,
But keep His commandments. . ."
Friday, February 17, 2006
Here's my great mirror find from earlier in the week. Today's project was piddly--just a new quilt chosen off the shelf and folded over the armchair in my room. The colors are nice with the lavendar walls.
I find that a week is a long time to try to keep my attention focused!
In view of the coming icy weather, Clara and I stocked the pantry with many baked goods today. Five dozen chocolate chip cookies (the boys and the Composer really put them away), four loaves of bread, and five pans of sticky buns. Because you never know--the power may go out and we might not be able to bake. Gasp! Clara also made a cake completely on her own, a lovely spicy applesauce cake which tomorrow she will ice with lemon icing. We don't need it today because we are still eating the yellow layer cake with chocolate frosting (all from scratch) that she made yesterday. A repeat of Wednesday's cake which was taken to our Bible study. Who can stop her?
Thursday, February 16, 2006
Today's accomplishment was a nice arrangement on what we call the Green Thing--an enormous oak cabinet in the sitting room. The Thing weighs at least 400 pounds--the Composer and my big brother Josh moved it here from town and never once got it off the ground. Interestingly, when I purchased it, the little lady behind the counter at the antique store assured me that she brought it into the store from her truck all by herself. Hm.
Clara and Bella picked all the daffodils they could find this morning in preparation for the weekend ice storm coming up, and I got my favorite vintage picnic hamper down off a high shelf.
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
I am so running out of ideas! Although I did come up with the brilliant idea of putting up a nail in the kitchen to hang my apron on. I put it on and take it off a dozen times a day, and I when I want to put it back on I usually end up hunting all through the front of the house to find where I laid it. A consistent hanging spot will be nice.
Here's a picture of the sitting room, with its "new" green table from day one. Love that floor! My father painted it twenty years ago and the only drawback with the squares is that you can see how *out* of square the house is!
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
I'm barely squeezing in under the rules tonight--after a *very* busy day, my decorating consists of arranging and setting out the beautiful flowers I was given for Valentine's Day. They didn't cost *me* anything, so they count. The pot of bright rose-colored tulips from Felix are in a green pottery bowl on the dining table, and the pink roses from the Composer are tied in a bunch with string and plopped in a glass pitcher on the round table in the living room. I think it is my first Two Bouquet Day ever!
When we were checking out at Wal-Mart yesterday, Felix put his purchases up on the counter--a big bale of cedar chips (for his chicks), a fifty-pound bag of sunflower seeds (for his bird feeders), and the lovely blooming tulips (for his mother!). Giles remarked drily that it looked as though Felix had a girlfriend--and she's a really big hamster.
I was so proud of Clara tonight when she played her cello with the university's wind ensemble in a Valentine's Day concert. They played Bizet's Carmen suite and a beautiful Mozart clarinet concerto. She's only ten years old, but she did a wonderful job playing alongside the professional musicians and college students. And Bella was so good beside me, listening (and using up her new neon-colored post-it notes).
Monday, February 13, 2006
Yesterday I hit the jackpot--an antique mirror that had been languishing away behind bric-a-brac on Clara's dresser, actually invisible to the naked eye because of all her dresser accessories, made its way downstairs into the hallway and was hung on the wall right where the hall turns the corner. This is a fabulous mirror--a geometric fan shape, heavily bevelled, speckled with those old dark mirror specks, and straight out of the 1930's.
Today was less spectacular. I tossed a rabbits'-foot fern that had long been fighting a losing battle with scale, right beside my bed, and replaced it with a healthy Boston fern which has been flourishing, unappreciated, in a bank of ferns in the living room. Go team!
Giles tilled one of our vegetable garden squares this afternoon and planted a packet of spinach seeds. We have had good luck in the past putting spinach in around Valentine's Day. They grow their little rosettes and then wait for warm weather and really produce a lot before bolting in the heat. Waiting til warm weather means that the spinach will immediately bolt, here in Zone 7. We're looking forward to our first garden salad, and Giles gets the credit.
Saturday, February 11, 2006
I'm challenging myself to do at least one thing every day this week that meets these criteria:
•it must be absolutely free
•it must be more substantial than decluttering or tidying--it should last overnight!
•it makes the house look better
•ideally it fixes something that's been nagging at me
I got off to a great start today in the sitting room, which is the entry room to our house as well as a cozy room where we spend lots of time reading on the couch and looking out the windows at birds, deer, and weather. Daisy likes to get in there and dump out the massive contents of her a) giant book basket and b) huge basket of stuffed animals.
However, this afternoon I got in there and did these things:
•stitched new fabric over the worn, shredded, embarassing arms of the armchair.
•moved out a large round low table that took up too much space (it went to the living room) and moved in a pale green primitive coffee table (it had been in the living room).
•Giles got in there with a hammer and screwdrive and pried a bunch of unused curtain rod holders and curtain rod dowels out from above the windows. He also removed six or seven nails that had been sticking out the side of a big green primitive cupboard in the sitting room. Thanks Giles!
I hope for many more ideas to come to me in my sleep, as now I have none. Six days to go!
Friday, February 10, 2006
After the angst of the first three days, Felix has taken a deep breath and realized that the eleven surviving chicks are healthy and going to make it. They look so cozy in their cardboard box under the light bulb! He set them up in the workshop under the kitchen--a space which is heated and accessible from inside and fortunately has concrete floors and a door that latches, as the cats have both expressed their interest in helping with the new project.
Thursday, February 09, 2006
Here are photos of Daisy's Easter dress, the first to be finished. I had so much fun doing the embroidery. I made several changes to the pattern: lined the bodice instead of using bias tape binding, pleated the skirt instead of gathering, and gathered the sleeves into sleevebands rather than using elastic. The fabric is handkerchief linen.
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
Opening out of the master bathroom we have an odd-shaped closet which is just the space under the stairs, with shelves added. We use it store a mix of toiletries that we use every day, travel supplies, extra cleaning supplies, and, of course, canning jars. It never seems clean as it generates lots of dust and most remarkably suffers from a constant downdrifting of fine black grit from what appears to be tarpaper covering the stairs, under the stairs' carpet.
I attacked it today and tossed two sacks worth of old almost-used-up lotion, plastic foot massagers in duplicate from various pedicure kits, and old cleaning cloths. Dusted everything and vacuumed, and now am marveling at my industry every time I go back there. The satisfaction of fixing up a dirty, cluttered spot casts a glow over the whole back of the house.
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
Felix's chick day finally arrived. He was up at the crack of dawn to await the phone call from the post office alerting him to the arrival of his chicks, with a cardboard box warmed and ready to go, a bed of leaves and newspaper, and a feeder with fresh chick starter and a water bottle all set.
"The day has been rather stressful because the chicks had a hard trip and some of them were dying and it was kind of hard to figure out what was going on. I think I've figured out what the problem was--that the chicks got chilled on the way here, but all the larger chicks have survived and are quite healthy," says Felix.
Fortunately, McMurray Hatchery will replace any chicks who die within three days of arrival, so it looks like Felix will be anticipating another sunrise phone call in a few weeks to make up for the Golden Polish and Egyptian Fayoumis who didn't quite make it.
Monday, February 06, 2006
I recently acquired a copy of America's Cook Book compiled by The Home Institute and The New York Herald Tribune, copyright 1940. So fab and a wonderful menu-planning chapter.
"It is good management to plan or assemble menus for a week or at least several days at a time. However, they should be kept elastic enough to allow for using up unexpected left-overs and to take advantage of special food bargains. In the morning plan the work for the day so that some foods may be prepared ahead to save time. Make out a tentative marketing list. Check supplies on hand against the daily order sheet [I wish!]. . .Menus once planned should be smoothly executed. Start early the food that takes longest to prepare or cook. Decide what foods can be prepared in advance for last-minute reheating and serving. . .And finally--do not be afraid to try new ideas and recipes."
And for some specific suggestions, I offer this menu for a box lunch for two:
•1 pint Chicken Salad
•4 chopped egg-bacon sandwiches
•4 nutbread sandwiches
•1 small bottle stuffed olives
•6 small sweet pickles
•2 frosted cupcakes
•1 pint sweet cherries or other fruit
•container of coffee
Saturday, February 04, 2006
A small section of the quilts on the back hall shelves--all three of these were vintage tops that I found already pieced in antique stores, brought home and layered with batting and a back, and then quilted by hand. The middle one that looks like a solid pale green has appliqued butterflies made out of silk scraps on it and is wonderful but fragile. The other two are in common use. I haven't been quilting much lately, mostly because I have too many quilts! I credit my grandmother with teaching me how and making me think it a normal part of everyone's life.
Friday, February 03, 2006
I have been so pleased with the bouquet of Gerber daisies I purchased last weekend. They're a beautiful fresh peachy-pink, and the stems are at least twelve inches long, even after trimming, and came individually inserted into clear plastic tubes for support, which I left on (they don't show). They look both festive and sophisticated in a plain glass cylinder on the dining table. Seven days after coming home with me they are still fresh and charming.
I generally check out the flowers when I'm grocery shopping and pick something up if a) there's nothing in bloom in the yard, and b) I don't have have to spend too much. I've narrowed down the selections to things I know will hold up well and stay looking good for at least a week:
•alstromeria-lots of colors to choose from
Sadly, I've given up on expecting these flowers to open fully, stay fresh, and generally give me my money's worth:
I have also learned to shop for flowers on the days the new deliveries come in--Tuesdays and Saturdays. Lots of times the florist will throw in an older bunch free of charge, if I ask for "anything she's getting rid of." She's such a nice lady; she always makes a balloon for Bella even when we don't buy anything.
Thursday, February 02, 2006
While cruising the produce aisle at the grocery store today and picking out fruit for the week I couldn't help but remember this passage from Grace Livingston Hill's A Girl to Come Home To:
". . .Kathie was bending over the table to arrange a great dish of fruit. 'Look, mother, pink grapefruit, Florida oranges, lovely red apples, and see these luscious yellow bananas. They have sunshine in their skins.'"
I do love these glimpses into domestic life of sixty years ago. And it's true, the fruit is beautiful this time of year. I added a bag of blood oranges to the above list, as I'm sure Kathie would have.
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
Now that it's February I'm not embarassed to admit that I have bought even more fabric, this time for the girls' Easter dresses. Daisy will be wearing white handerkerchief linen and Clara and Bella will have matching white cotton sateen dresses. I've gotten started on Daisy's dress and am having so much fun--I'm adding a little embroidery. I picked up a copy of Sew Beautiful magazine this week and was inspired. I'm using their design for a little lamb asleep in pink flowers near the hem of the front, in very pale colors--actually this is on the cover of the magazine and visible at the magazine link. I'm also adding tiny pink hyacinths to the front of the peter pan collar, and little clusters of pink French knots to the back of the collar. So sweet!
The big girls' dresses will be from McCalls 8675 (see above), with a little lace around the sleeves. I love the fitted waist and think the girls will enjoy wearing them, with the lovely circle skirts below.