s i x o n e s e v e n

tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68270925459573114852012-02-01T10:30:45.604-05:00s i x o n e s e v e nsixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.comBlogger2021100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-89343411030936350342012-01-25T10:03:00.000-05:002012-01-25T10:03:25.351-05:00another year, another chocolate cake.

We just celebrated another birthday for H, which means I just made another iteration of chocolate cake (remember that crazy tower of Reese's from last year?). I love my husband dearly, and I would go to the ends of the earth for anything he ever wanted, but sometimes I fear I will run out of inventive ways to achieve "chocolate cake", and I wish, just once, he would request, say, a lemon

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-3237002391415741232011-12-09T09:37:00.004-05:002011-12-09T09:47:16.179-05:00pumpkin butter

Pin It I picked up a toast + Biscoff spread breakfast habit a little while ago, and when I noticed I'd gone through a whole jar, by myself, in less than a month, I realized it was time to find a healthier alternative. Have you seen the ingredients in Biscoff spread? It's basically cookies and oil. Which is fine, for a treat, but kind of a shameful way to start my day. I'd seen a few recipes

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-86833138524983944082011-11-23T11:31:00.000-05:002011-11-23T11:31:51.935-05:00thankful

I didn't know my great grandmother very well, but I vaguely remember an aunt once telling me that she was the kind of person who found a bright side of everything, who said "there's no reason to complain about the rain--without it, the grass wouldn't grow." At a time when I often find myself overwhelmed and frustrated, I could use that kind of perspective. I must remember that, for every small

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-23933228149869916802011-11-01T10:03:00.000-04:002011-11-01T10:03:36.761-04:00a new beginning

I have a new baby to share with you; it's not a human one, but I've put my heart and soul into it just the same. I've opened my own photography business! I don't think I'd have ever had the guts to really go after my passion for photography if it weren't for the wonderful support I've had here over the years, which has pushed me to continue growing and learning. I sincerely thank you all

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-45015873589371117322011-10-31T09:41:00.002-04:002011-10-31T10:02:40.920-04:00modern sentiment

My dear readers, today I'd like to direct your attention to the blog of my dear friend, Sara Martin. Her new site, Modern Sentiment, offers food for thought to all creative types. Whether you're starting your own business, have had one for years, or are pursuing your passion just for fun, this site will speak to you, I promise. Creativity is a nebulous phenomenon, to say the least, which makes

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-11253562855264599562011-10-20T00:25:00.000-04:002011-10-20T00:25:27.259-04:00two

That's right. It's already been an entire year since my baby was just starting to toddle & I was fussing over a bunch of fondant owls. Now it's all I can do to keep up with this charming little man who is seemingly incapable of walking at a normal, slow pace, and who can never, ever get enough Curious George. {cake & tower inspired by Tara's Cupcakes and Andrea's Sweet Cakes}

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-11216713989399762462011-10-04T15:03:00.000-04:002011-10-04T15:03:24.092-04:00well, *finally*.

Aidez, all done! If you haven't knit one yet, you should. Cozy, goes with everything, and knits up quick. What more could you want? (Project details over at Ravelry.)

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-60026843049742316132011-08-26T09:58:00.000-04:002011-08-26T09:58:35.533-04:00aidez fever

I have it bad. Really bad. As in, the first time I saw the pattern, I couldn't stop thinking about it for days. You know what I'm talking about, right? When a project consumes your mind to the extent that you are willing to drop everything else you're doing to immerse yourself in it? Anyone who knows me in real life will readily attest to the fact that I am a cardigan addict. I don't know

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-2234743858644055892011-08-25T09:54:00.002-04:002011-08-25T10:00:19.070-04:00hulk muffins

We've been in very dire straits over here in Picky Eater Land. You know, that stage where the bub is clearly sick of his or her favorites, but still staunchly refuses to try anything new, so... they're really not eating much of anything at all. Breakfast is all "peh-cake! PEH-CAKE!" and "WAFFAH WAFFAH WAFFAH", and I'm growing tired of consenting to him starting the day with a meal covered in

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-67675484218529990622011-07-22T09:04:00.001-04:002011-07-22T09:07:18.163-04:00orange vanilla bean dressing

Yes, that's right. I greet you today with nothing more than a paltry dressing recipe. I didn't even come up with the idea to mix those flavors myself. This was reverse-engineered from a salad from a local brewpub. The original was so good, my salad-scoffng husband devoured more than his half (when we go out, we like to find two things we both want to try on the menu and then swap plates

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-56425645931554847032011-07-06T15:43:00.000-04:002011-07-06T15:43:01.616-04:00life lately.

Every time I think nobody reads this little blog of mine anymore & it must be time to finally shut it down, one of you will write in and remind me why I still keep up with it. Thank you for that. After answering a few concerned messages from some sweet readers recently, I realized it's about time I finally checked in here. You guys know I don't really like to get personal here; like Jenny,

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com51tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-68768450810648780722011-04-11T13:31:00.000-04:002011-04-11T13:31:43.034-04:00buried.

Buried in work, buried in chores, buried in errands, buried in... life. You know that feeling--the one where, every time you think a bit of peace and order must surely be around the corner, the universe plants another little bomb squarely on your lap. Be back soon to report the results for those lovely little lemons...

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-58079642509050083472011-03-15T09:30:00.001-04:002011-04-29T15:31:45.592-04:00preserved lemons

Well, after weeks of being greeted by bright, cheerful bags of Meyer lemons every time I walked into the grocery store, I finally caved and brought one home, without even a clue as to what to do with them. Something about their vibrant orange-yellow-ness just promised to banish my winter doldrums for good. I knew the internet would help me find my way, and indeed it did. Preserving these

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-90721141835960474382011-02-14T10:37:00.000-05:002011-02-14T10:37:27.122-05:00robot love

Thank goodness for Etsy. Specifically, thank goodness for the wealth of well-designed, non-cheesy downloadable clip art to be found there. Because sometimes a mom waits until Friday to realize that her one-year-old son needs 20 valentines for school on Monday, and nothing short of a vector valentine robot can save the day. I used this cookie recipe, and this icing recipe. The cookies are the

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-85946183705882373282011-01-24T09:04:00.001-05:002011-04-29T15:31:59.537-04:00not for the faint of heart

Two years after bookmarking Pam's enticing peanut butter cup cake, I finally remembered it at the right time & was able to make it for H's birthday. My husband, when asked what kind of cake he'd like, always responds with the same answer: anything chocolate. And he will never, ever turn away an opportunity to marry chocolate and peanut butter. This cake is a must for anyone who's of the same

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-66864069964312652152011-01-18T15:59:00.000-05:002011-01-18T15:59:19.702-05:00yoshimi looped scarf

I'm not great at naming my own projects. You know the Dolores Park Cowl? Yeah, it's named after a place that's pretty much irrelevant to me, other than being on the way out of the yarn store where I found my Malabrigo. I've considered renaming it something more witty or fun, but at this point it's just way too late. This pertains to today's post because I am now faced with a similar dilemma,

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-10259000585749184692011-01-09T22:15:00.000-05:002011-01-09T22:15:54.713-05:00pollen8 swap

Remember the somewhat failed tote bag for my quilting bee swap? I replaced it with a sewing machine cover that, admittedly, I had a bit of difficulty parting with. My swap partner was Yahaira, for whom the colors & fabric seemed perfect. I'd been hanging onto those dandelions for a long time, waiting for the right project, and here it was. There's no pattern, per se; just a straightforward,

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-62769044908621572092011-01-07T13:15:00.000-05:002011-01-07T13:15:11.803-05:00hello, new year.

Here's hoping 2011 brings us peace, quiet and... more sleep.

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-25942735566252588202010-12-21T10:01:00.007-05:002010-12-21T18:16:33.574-05:00for my fellow procrastinators

If you're down to the wire but still want to make some gifts by hand, might I suggest cake truffles? (I'm sorry, I just can't bring myself to call them "cake balls", because apparently I am still twelve years old inside.) They've been around for a while, they're sinfully delicious as holiday treats should be, and you get a rather large bang for both your buck and your time. I got 100

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07791219256866683592noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-43702136035214919122010-12-14T22:11:00.000-05:002010-12-14T22:11:26.219-05:00just an ordinary tree skirt

Or, put another way, "that thing everybody else made a month ago". That's right, the holiday spirit is finally beginning to bloom, however reluctantly, over here at Chez Lazypants. I made this skirt out of a variety pack of Michael Miller something-or-other bought on a whim from Etsy a few months ago. I was so scatterbrained when I made this, I sewed my layers in the wrong order, so the

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-5582799223453426072010-12-12T22:13:00.003-05:002010-12-12T22:19:12.946-05:00take-along tote

I'm overdue in making a gift for my quilting bee swap partner, and since she said she was up for non-quilt items, I had a cute little sewing tote from Stitch all picked out for her. I'd earmarked it way back when I got the magazine, and re-discovered it recently, after the littlest member of our household went on one of his daily bookshelf-emptying rituals and I found the entire crafting

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-70756568098148118682010-11-23T12:07:00.000-05:002010-11-23T12:07:40.250-05:00a sewing mashup: gathered comfort pack

My lovely grandmother suffered a minor fall earlier this month. I'm not sure how much I've already told you about her, but she is, in my eyes, one of the most amazing women ever to walk this earth. She started her family at 16, raised four equally amazing daughters in Kenya and England, and is thoughtful, independent, smart, and as humble a person as I've ever encountered. I have never, ever

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-39032427258658506542010-10-14T20:03:00.000-04:002010-10-14T20:03:28.767-04:00one.

Well, we survived throwing our first kids' birthday party. I'm pretty sure D had no idea what was going on, but he was his usual happy self, delighted to spend an entire afternoon at the park. And he was completely enthralled by the new song everyone sang all day: "Happy Birthday". I could bore you with the details, but I'm pretty sure all of you are just here to see the cake. Before we get

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-68192676638124271882010-10-07T22:53:00.000-04:002010-10-07T22:53:15.121-04:00project birthday party

We told ourselves we weren't going to do anything over the top for D's first birthday, but somehow I have three batches of cake, swiss buttercream, and my first date with fondant on my list of things to do before Sunday. Sometimes I just can't help myself.

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-55848105698224888882010-09-27T14:07:00.004-04:002010-09-27T17:44:19.152-04:00apple cake

There are a lot of apples being picked right now. I know this because we took the bub apple picking last weekend, and I can't even count how many dads I saw patiently hauling around bulging, heaving 20+ pound bags of them while their kids plucked "just one more". Us, we came away with seven measly apples. I know my household--unless they're Honeycrisp, we are not apple-snackers. The baby

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-60772786941412893172010-09-14T16:24:00.001-04:002010-09-27T17:44:09.697-04:00*sniff*.

My sweet little baby is less than one month away from being a whole year old, and it's making me happy, but also quite sad, thinking about how quickly the months are disappearing. Some days I wish I could just freeze time... or at least his cheeks. On the crafting front, it's my turn to host for the quilting bee. Of course, I had to go pick a theme for which I cannot find any examples: plaid

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-3003408236168301492010-09-01T10:11:00.006-04:002010-10-12T11:15:12.007-04:00cakes for sweet cheeks

**UPDATE: She went and moved a few days after I posted this. So head on over to Two Monkeys Cakery instead. I think I say this about every nine months, but feels like there's a baby boom going on right about now--no less than five couples we know have welcomed (or are about to) little bundles of joy this year. And you know what that means: it's also baby shower season! A lot of our friends are

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-16944376095495842262010-08-26T22:33:00.002-04:002010-08-26T22:34:12.507-04:00farfalle in lemon cream sauce

I've subscribed to Vegetarian Times for a few years and I thoroughly enjoy reading every issue, but the trouble with magazines like that is, I quickly read the whole thing cover to cover and earmark no less than ten things along the way, then I cast the issue aside and forget about it. Blame it on the Internet, at least a little, I suppose; it's easy to forget a recipe I saw two weeks ago when

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-34793522433445801972010-08-18T09:49:00.000-04:002010-08-18T09:49:58.463-04:00my tree and me

I know it's August, but can we talk about Christmas for a minute? Last Christmas, specifically. D's first Christmas was a challenge, in the gift-giving sense. On the one hand, it was the first time this brand new little person was experiencing the occasion, so, like all other firsts, I felt pressure to make it memorable. But on the other hand, to be practical, he didn't know a Christmas tree

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-54097851628545340592010-08-09T09:33:00.002-04:002010-08-09T09:38:04.456-04:00pollen8 - july

Wyoming Valley Modified Florida No Name Obviously, July was stars. Which, as usual, I have never ever done before. And we worked with batiks, which I'm not usually drawn to, but I discovered here that they can actually look quite pretty together. I also chain-pieced and paper pieced for the first time; such time savers! I can't say enough how much I love that this bee gives me a

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-34822615745749347422010-08-06T09:21:00.000-04:002010-08-06T09:21:23.096-04:00an e-session

If anything's going to give away the fact that I have no business doing "real" photoshoots, this is it: the first time I saw the term "e-session", I asked myself "how do you take photos of someone online?" A couple of days later, it hit me that "e-session" is the hip new term for "engagement photo session". Days. But despite my amateur knowledge of how to work an SLR and Photoshop--and it

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-9427459826074632022010-08-04T08:46:00.001-04:002010-08-05T11:26:36.615-04:00small project, big change

The thing about buying your first house 7 days before your due date is, you end up with just enough time to make the house functional, but you can forget about adding decorative touches anytime soon. After we got here last October, I rushed to slap some vinyl shades on all the windows, you know, just to make sure the neighbors wouldn't be able to peer right in and watch two grown adults have a

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-11988269733289458112010-07-23T19:10:00.003-04:002010-08-05T11:25:28.533-04:00forgotten but not lost

A few months ago, I became probably the last person on earth to discover Lottie + Doof. I think I was Googling for a new pie recipe, and one link led to another and all of a sudden I arrived at the site, where my first reaction was "how did I not know about this before?" But such is the Internet, especially for those of us who aren't hardwired to it by five different devices 23 hours a day.

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-12328571477014036022010-07-01T10:08:00.004-04:002010-08-05T11:25:17.563-04:00pollen8 - june

This month's theme was stripes, and I'll readily admit to getting nervous when I opened my packet to find nothing more than two solid cuts of fabric inside. While I adore wearing stripes, I didn't trust my creativity to conjure up three inventive quilt block versions of them. But once I got going, they came together quite easily--sometimes you just have to dive right in and not get so caught

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-65520473284111878832010-06-20T11:31:00.001-04:002010-08-18T09:52:06.898-04:00happy father's day

From this little Padawan to his Obi-Wan (with a little help from Mommy): Onesie made using this freezer paper tutorial; pancakes made using WS molds Speaking of which, I'm grateful for my husband every time I see how well our first little pancake has turned out. And I'm grateful for my own father for many, many things, including teaching me that taking a photograph is about so much more

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-22447224655435546992010-06-14T09:12:00.003-04:002010-08-05T11:25:39.970-04:00quinoa tabbouleh and hummus

This is going to be something of a drive-by post, as I have spent the better part of the last 72 hours taking shifts walking around with a sad, feverish little monkey clinging to my neck for dear life. At least he's finally figured out how to hug on purpose, if only in search of some comfort. He seems to be on the mend now, but the irony of looking after a sick child is that, by the time you

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-44829488319863253192010-06-10T08:53:00.001-04:002010-06-10T08:55:37.067-04:00mac and cheese

I started thinking about this post last night, while in a 3 am rocking-chair daze. I was wondering how I should start it off, when suddenly my mind wandered back to 6th grade home ec. Mrs. Donaldson was looming over me in my little kitchenette, scrutinizing my roux--thank god she didn't quiz me on what "roux" meant, because I'd never have been able to deliver--with her glasses perched low on

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-50139115981316601932010-06-04T15:15:00.002-04:002010-06-04T15:24:56.245-04:00making up

If you met me in person, perhaps in a random run-in at the grocery store, you'd probably peg me as your average homeless person and/or college student and/or prototypical disheveled new parent who couldn't tell the difference between the primer you put on your face and the stuff you slap on your walls. But truthfully, beauty and fashion magazines are one of my biggest vices, and I love love love

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-79946257889944125962010-06-01T22:18:00.000-04:002010-06-01T22:18:35.111-04:00strawberry rhubarb pie

Do you really need to read another blogger's post about strawberry rhubarb pie? Probably not. Or maybe you do, because you find approximately 729,000 Google hits for "strawberry rhubarb pie recipe" a little overwhelming. With that many options, most of which tout 4-5 stars from 200+ mysterious "reviewers", it can be tough to know which one to pick. I just kind of blindly stuck my finger on the

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-76791957219077748152010-05-28T19:06:00.000-04:002010-05-28T19:06:07.692-04:00pollen8 - may

This month's theme was log cabins or squares-in-squares, straight or wonky; in other words, the perfect introduction to making quilt blocks for a newcomer like myself. I'm grateful to the host for making it low-key and giving us so much flexibility--it was nerve-wracking enough to be sewing for someone else, much less with a technique I'd never tried before. I don't know the first thing about

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-9276020002497722352010-05-24T09:08:00.001-04:002010-05-24T09:09:35.457-04:00pistachio cake

There are a number of highly polarizing flavors when it comes to the food universe, the kind where you either love them or hate them to the extent that you think the other party is downright crazy for not agreeing with you. You know which ones I'm talking about, right? Licorice. Grape candy. Stinky cheese (Stilton, I'm looking at you). One that you may not have considered before is rose,

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-8754083578998076202010-05-17T11:06:00.001-04:002010-05-17T11:07:11.569-04:00LMPQG baby quilt

Nothing categorized as "last-minute" or "weekend" ever really is, at least for me. This quilt, which I believe was labeled as a "2-4 hour project", took me about three evenings to complete. Even then, I still ended up with an imperfectly square quilt that looks remarkably less fluffy than the one in the pattern photo. But it's incredibly soft and small enough to carry along for travel, which

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-13964370668968571462010-05-12T07:21:00.002-04:002010-05-21T20:44:16.094-04:00best job ever

Seven months ago today, my little monkey arrived and turned my entire world upside down, in the best of ways. I never fully understood the meaning of such casually tossed-around phrases as "every day is Mother's Day" or "enjoy every moment because it goes so fast", or "parenthood will be the hardest thing you ever do, but also the most rewarding", until now. I never truly understood how my

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-13184359384448317842010-05-10T11:31:00.001-04:002010-05-10T11:33:03.088-04:00Arepas

Sometimes you stumble across a recipe that seems so absurdly sensical, you can't wrap your mind around why you hadn't discovered it before. For example, you might be getting ready for some houseguests, drawing up a Mexican menu at your husband's request (Have you ever met an Indian who didn't love Mexican food? I don't think so. We not only run your Taco Bell franchises, we are also among their

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-1967604369039736002010-05-05T09:16:00.003-04:002010-05-05T10:14:55.979-04:00Austin hoodie by Connie Chang Chinchio

I was planning to post a recipe in honor of Cinco de Mayo, but when I checked my inbox after a few days away & found out that Connie's beautiful pattern had been published, that seemed much more interesting... Looks like many of you have already found it, but just in case, it's up on Ravelry, and you can also see the full-size images in Connie's Flickr stream. (I'll come back with that recipe

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-9819682522025613532010-04-28T19:45:00.000-04:002010-04-28T19:54:15.835-04:00one for the cookie jar

Is it weird that I like to imagine what kinds of cookies I'll keep in our cookie jar (not that we have one at the moment--it's not a decision I take very lightly, and I just haven't found "the one" yet) when my little guy is old enough for after-school snacks? I'm nothing if not a planner, and I know some moms are thinking about important, life-changing things like private versus public,

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-5739771732964325272010-04-21T10:25:00.002-04:002010-04-21T10:49:07.470-04:00spring things

I don't know about you, but things are going pretty well over here right about now. I'm four days behind on work thanks to computer problems, there's a burgeoning pile of laundry threatening to take over the entire second floor of our house, and I haven't gotten to the gym in more days than I care to admit, but I feel great! I swear it has something to do with the weather--people just seem

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-67690402470412938032010-04-06T21:59:00.001-04:002010-04-06T22:06:55.020-04:00caught the bug

This is a rather unlikely point in my life to be picking up new hobbies, but I recently signed up for a quilting bee despite the fact that, you know, I've never actually made a quilt. To be fair, I did fully disclose that fact to the organizers before I joined up, and they're still letting me play--I can already tell this is a nice bunch. I'm nervous about being out of my league, so a small

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-13951517004653884642010-03-30T22:57:00.000-04:002010-03-30T22:57:17.935-04:00sheepish

Finally, my first post-baby FO: Pattern: Sheepish by Alana Dakos Yarn: Sublime organic wool, Cascade cloud 9, Cascade Lana D'Oro Heathers Notes: I made the 6-month size, and it's actually got a good bit of room for Baby D to grow with it; he's 5 1/2 months & about 16 pounds now, and I think he can still wear it for another couple of months. Somehow I wasn't able to pick up enough

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-24496437779495079342010-03-25T22:55:00.004-04:002010-03-26T08:40:20.431-04:00banana cake

I tried so hard to think of a clever story to describe how I happened upon this banana cake, but I couldn't. The truth of the matter is, my freezer was being taken over by a seemingly self-multiplying hoard of sad bananas, and something had to be done before precious other items--ice cream! leftovers from Mom! Girl Scout Cookies!--would be subjected unceremonious eviction. Don't ask me how I

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-26994201535491864472010-03-22T23:00:00.001-04:002010-08-05T11:25:59.521-04:00.

Just a quick note here to plug a gorgeous new pattern from a fellow knitblogger... I recently had the great pleasure to wear & photograph one of Connie Chang Chinchio's newest designs, the Alexandria cardigan, and it was just released today! As most of you already know, Connie has a wonderful knack for making beautiful lace patterns wearable in modern shapes, and this one's no exception. She's

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-34089526234885991412010-03-18T17:10:00.001-04:002010-08-05T11:26:11.737-04:00oh, spring.

...we've waited for you for so long, and now you're finally here.

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-79841883547179136752010-03-15T10:22:00.001-04:002010-08-05T11:26:26.137-04:00un-forgotten

It seems like it's been ages since I've really knitted anything... Last September, my left hand had an unfortunate encounter with a kitchen knife. Then we bought a house. Then we moved, and had to scramble to unpack in seven days we had left before my due date. Then the baby arrived. And we all know my craft life essentially came to a standstill after that--even if I did have the time for it

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03291868336134506974noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-18423210635497253062010-03-03T10:54:00.007-05:002010-03-03T19:42:56.287-05:00masala black eyed peas

I've had this post brewing for a while, but I must confess I've been procrastinating on writing up the recipe, because I knew it would be a challenge to assign quantities to my ingredients. Anyone who has ever learned to cook from an Indian mom knows that you'd be hard pressed to find a measuring cup or spoon in their kitchen; it's very much a cook-by-the-seat-of-your-pants kind of endeavor.

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07791219256866683592noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-66911690117930066902010-02-21T17:43:00.004-05:002010-02-21T18:36:37.396-05:00snugglesaurus

As much as I try to be strict about not letting him sleep with us, sometimes I just have to give in to the cuddle-nap. It's hard to resist when the monkey is so darn snuggly.

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07791219256866683592noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-40024997626310306832010-02-15T10:29:00.005-05:002010-02-22T09:21:27.091-05:00a quick valentine's treat

We don't take Valentine's Day too seriously around here. Mostly it's just an excuse to exchange funny cards and eat a nice meal together. While we made it even more low-key this year (read: leftovers in front of the TV, which actually turned out to be one of the more peaceful moments we've had lately), I couldn't let the day pass without pulling out the heart-shaped cookie cutter at least once.

sixonesevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07791219256866683592noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-69967431155667663872010-02-06T22:01:00.005-05:002010-02-22T09:22:43.172-05:00

Reason #127 why Living in the Suburbs Isn't So Bad: You can actually see enough of the sky to appreciate a sunset.

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-6446024555424055272010-02-03T21:22:00.000-05:002010-02-03T21:22:52.309-05:00my new favorite lunch

While I was on a breastfeeding elimination diet (in an attempt to figure out the cause of my son's tummy troubles), I discovered the miracle of a microwave-baked sweet potato as a fast, healthy lunch. And by "lunch", I mean "meal that is inhaled somewhere between 11 a.m. and 4 p.m., if the little raja permits". Now that he's in daycare and I'm back to working and no longer breastfeeding, "lunch

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-79848271088339329672010-02-02T06:02:00.001-05:002010-02-22T09:21:43.357-05:00Weekender

I hate that I started my Weekender in September, didn't finish it until December, and then waited until February to post about it. I wasn't always this flaky, I swear. But anyway.This is the project that everyone else did, like, four years ago, so I don't have many things to say that haven't already been said before. This was also, hands-down, the most challenging sewing project I've ever

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-51119208580991527402010-01-31T18:12:00.002-05:002010-02-22T09:21:52.472-05:00the one

I've been on a quest to find the perfect eggless chocolate chip cookie for some time now. And when I say "perfect", I mean it must closely resemble the Nestle Tollhouse recipe of my childhood--it should be crispy on the edges, chewy in the middle, and be the perfect balance of salty & sweet. This quest has been a long road, namely because every time I think I've finally found "the one", I can

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-74561101314901726802010-01-06T11:00:00.004-05:002010-01-06T13:09:10.344-05:00getting back to myself

They say that, when you have a baby, your life ceases to be about you. They are spot on, and I wouldn't have it any other way. However, if there's one thing I've learned over the past three months, it's that maintaining some semblance of your own identity is crucial to reclaiming your sanity after baby arrives. (The other thing I've learned is that motherhood is fraught with constant guilt, but

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com36tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-3435819018923374032010-01-01T01:15:00.005-05:002010-02-22T09:22:04.611-05:00happy new year

I'll be the first to admit that this little blog has been pretty quiet this past year, and I'm thankful for those of you who still check in every once in a while. 2009 was a really big year for us in many ways - we went through a lot of major life changes (mostly good ones, thankfully) in a very short span of time. Here's hoping 2010 brings us just as much happiness, a little less chaos, and a

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-34496726890289157272009-11-09T15:09:00.004-05:002010-02-22T09:22:12.497-05:00like a weed

Baby D's been growing pretty quickly, so now he's actually big enough to fit into some of his handknits. Which is great for D, but it means Georgie's out of a modeling job:Hat from the Sweet Pea set & the Baby Yoda sweaterI much prefer handknit hats for him over the cotton store-bought ones, because they do such a better job of keeping his head toasty. If I were my old self, I'd have already

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-8587252752043765502009-11-03T14:11:00.005-05:002009-11-03T14:47:20.807-05:00easy peas-y

(Not the most clever play on words, I know, but running on 4-5 hours of fractured sleep tends to diminish my sense of humor.)First of all, many thanks to each and every one of you who have sent congratulations and well wishes for my son's arrival--I've hardly had time to personally reply to any of you, but please know that I read and truly appreciate all of your kind words. I know my presence

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-88601890693568722172009-10-31T10:26:00.004-04:002009-10-31T10:53:48.012-04:00Happy Halloween!

From our fun-sized treat to you:

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-67377607976908217212009-10-15T09:51:00.004-04:002010-02-22T09:22:20.414-05:00It's a boy!

I'm so happy to tell you our precious Baby D finally arrived this past Monday afternoon, after two false labor alarms last Thursday & Saturday. He was born at 5:31 pm and clocked in at 6 lbs. 11 oz., 20.5 inches, and he's very healthy--we're doing great!Needless to say, we are completely beside ourselves with happiness and amazement at our beautiful new son:Many more photos are posted over at

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com127tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-77550631027514931622009-10-08T13:52:00.005-04:002010-02-22T09:22:27.521-05:00RIP, Ben Ali

Dear Mr. Ali,Thank you for creating one of our favorite low-key DC eateries, for making my first cheese-fries experience possible, and for putting veggie chili on your menu even before it was trendy. You will be missed.~P

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-84211625572944888522009-09-30T08:48:00.003-04:002009-09-30T09:31:25.548-04:00is this a test?

With all the work, house and baby stuff going on, I didn't think things could possibly get any more chaotic over here. I knew I was already cutting it close by making plans to close on a house today, move on Friday and be due to give birth next Tuesday, but then, two days ago, I went & threw another wrench in the plans. The short version of the story: I got a bit too careless with a knife in

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com45tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-67822969464069581592009-09-22T16:59:00.005-04:002009-09-22T17:14:17.730-04:00a pie of spontaneity

It's cloudy and gloomy outside, the workdays have been long, and I just kind of needed a pick-me-up. So I made an apple pie. And while it's just out of the oven & still too hot for me to taste it, the smell of it alone has been enough to lift my mood substantially:If my pie plate looks a little weird, it's because it's not really a pie plate. It's a kadai. Because, when 75% of your stuff is

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com36tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-67275553380248811142009-09-14T18:00:00.005-04:002009-09-14T18:22:58.874-04:00checking in

My apologies for the long lapse in posting, but hopefully this massive update will make up for it. House-hunting has effectively turned our lives upside-down, and it hasn't left much time for fun stuff around here lately--hopefully we'll wrapping that ordeal up by the end of the month, so I can finally start grasping the fact that I will be holding my firstborn in my arms in about, oh, three

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com29tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-69758005787462932362009-08-07T09:23:00.003-04:002009-08-07T09:47:00.120-04:00comfort pack

My mother-in-law had knee replacement revision surgery on Monday--hopefully the final chapter in a very long and arduous saga to fix her knee. She's the kind of no-nonsense, no-fuss lady who is impossible to shop for, because she truly never wants anything. So, as you can imagine, we were at something of a loss as to what we could send to her for her recovery, since we couldn't be there

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-65806475333953290802009-07-31T08:55:00.003-04:002009-07-31T09:16:16.348-04:00Farmer's market bag

A dear friend recently moved to Minneapolis and has quickly taken to the farmer's market there, so for her birthday I decided to add to her gift a simple bag for her to carry all her market spoils home.I don't know why, but most market bags are low and wide--not exactly conducive to carrying around a crowded market, unless you like whacking complete strangers with the sides of your bag, is it?

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-29545397607976463962009-07-30T10:08:00.004-04:002009-07-30T10:13:19.177-04:00and the winner is...

...Farrah! I had to use a real random number generator this time, and I must say, it's not nearly as fun as calling out to H "Hey, pick a number between 1 and 83!" and watching him sit & think for a bit before announcing his answer. Thanks for playing, everyone! Hopefully I'll get another book to review for you so we can do this again soon.(Farrah - please email me your mailing address so I can

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-40940565985780212142009-07-27T10:45:00.003-04:002009-07-27T10:55:50.537-04:00Review & giveaway: Baby and Toddler Knits by Debbie Bliss

Baby and toddler knits by Debbie Bliss was released this past April, and there's a good chance you barely noticed. It's not aimed at promoting a new yarn or presenting any specific technique or style; is that why it didn't get much press? Or was I just not paying attention? Also puzzling: it looks like nearly all the patterns were published in another one of her books, Cotton Knits for All

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com86tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-79801226354809296332009-07-24T12:51:00.002-04:002009-07-24T13:02:22.068-04:00Raglan baby cardigan

Oh, the baby knitting! I am officially sick of it, even though I still have one or two more projects on the to-do list. I'll plow along anyway, because I know that after the baby's here, knitting time will be scarce, and I'd hate to look back & think "if only I'd just done that one sweater when I'd had the time". And the sooner I get these things done, the sooner I can move onto something

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-87136530170586777822009-07-15T14:05:00.002-04:002009-07-15T14:12:20.075-04:00i tried not to

Really, I promised myself I'd be better about avoiding nutritionally-devoid, fatty and/or sugary foods for the next twelve weeks. You know, so our child doesn't exit the womb already hardwired to crave Doritos and chocolate chip cookies. I stocked the fridge up with all kinds of great fruits & veggies, including a big bag of dark, juicy cherries, which were well-intended for virtuous

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-10392422594976620152009-07-08T08:48:00.006-04:002009-07-08T09:05:35.200-04:00Sweet Pea Set

Finally, it's done!Pattern: Sweet Pea Set by Chris de LongpreYarn: Knit Picks Shine Sport, Silver SageRaveledIt wasn't the most riveting knit, but I figure I'll appreciate its practicality for baby later in the fall. The sacque does look a bit longer than I remember from the last time I knit this pattern, though.I've cast on for a quick little newborn cardigan next, then I'm hoping to get one

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-81393484685941825342009-07-06T09:22:00.003-04:002009-07-06T09:24:40.430-04:00red, white and blue

Fly-by-the-seat-of-your-pants eggless french toast: whisk together some milk, a few teaspoons of chickpea flour, nutmeg, cinnamon & a pinch of sugar, dip in slices of day-old Italian bread and cook on each side in a small pat of butter. Hope everyone had a happy fourth!

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-67826879637273307342009-06-30T13:41:00.001-04:002009-06-30T13:58:37.511-04:00things i miss

Most moms I meet tell me how pregnancy was such a happy, wonderful, glowy time in their lives. And don't get me wrong, not a day goes by that I don't marvel at the miracle of my body being able to grow a little person for nine months. But there are times, like now, when I start thinking wistfully (selfishly?) about some of the things I miss from before I got pregnant:1. My waistline.2. Ordering

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com43tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-86380388213698090932009-06-22T17:58:00.003-04:002009-06-22T18:10:51.845-04:00still working

...on the Sweet Pea set. It's being done in KnitPicks Shine Sport (same as last time), in Silver Sage. I forgot how boring the body of the sacque gets; I feel like I've been working on it forever, even though I added a dot stitch to give it a bit of interest. Only a couple of more inches before the body split, and after that it shouldn't be too much longer to completion.Also, thanks for all of

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-61699645410915668672009-06-10T08:43:00.005-04:002009-06-10T23:45:18.972-04:00so many changes.

Things have been so chaotic here, I haven't even had the chance to tell you that we're leaving DC to move to the Philadelphia area. Tomorrow, in fact. We ate our last falafel, took one last walk around the neighborhood, watched all our things get packed up and loaded onto a moving van, and now we're just sitting on an air mattress in an empty, echo-y apartment. The move is for a good reason--H

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com34tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-65242385991439972002009-05-30T18:58:00.004-04:002009-05-30T19:15:31.361-04:00offset wraplan

Another sweater crossed off the list; this one was pretty quick & easy (aren't most baby knits, though?), even with all those fussy ends to weave in from the stripes. I didn't have time to go all the way to the big fabric store for buttons, so I popped into my LYS, where Holly helped me pick out with the cutest little duckies:Pattern: Offset WraplanSize: 3-6 monthsYarn: Ella Rae Baby Cotton &

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-47806242195110149292009-05-25T15:58:00.003-04:002009-05-25T16:03:30.259-04:00baby yoda

Thanks so much for all the sweet and supportive comments to our bun-in-the-oven announcement - we read and truly appreciate each and every one of them! Now onto some baby knitting...Pattern: Baby Yoda SweaterYarn: Plymouth Oceanside Organic (3 skeins)RaveledIt didn't really take me a month to finish it, I swear. It just took me a month to finish the inside ties and sew down the buttons. Also

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-21077109117185812632009-05-10T07:46:00.002-04:002009-05-10T08:01:19.668-04:00and then there were three.

I've been sitting on some news for a while, and today seems as good a day as any to finally share it with you...We're expecting! Our little pumpkin is due at the beginning of October, and we couldn't be happier :) Happy Mother's Day!

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com109tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-56924661124493005942009-04-30T08:46:00.002-04:002009-04-30T08:55:34.486-04:00fifteen seconds (or is it minutes?)

If you've picked up the latest issue of Knit.1 magazine, you might notice a familiar face on page 18:I really enjoyed "meeting" Tanis & answering her questions, and there are a some lovely patterns in the issue. If only I had the time to knit my own pajamas (and then lounge around in them!). Many thanks to Knit.1 for inviting me to contribute! Can't wait to see who pops up on that page next

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-12545765747954563762009-04-19T22:53:00.005-04:002009-04-19T23:36:25.777-04:00Textured shawl

So I did the math, and my last knitting FO post was about three months ago. January 16th, to be exact, and it was Olive's Afghan. So long ago! I didn't realize how much I'd slowed down on the crafting front until I started thinking about writing this post. Time to break the dry spell...Pattern: Textured shawl recipe by orlaneYarn: Blue Sky Suri Merino, colorway 418, two skeinsNotes:If you've

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-76787216174902004222009-04-17T13:15:00.001-04:002009-04-17T13:23:19.743-04:00i wish you could smell through the internet

Because this smells like heaven in a loaf pan:Meet my new loaf pan. We grew up with the Spring Blossom dishes from Corelle, the entire set of which is packed safely for me in my parents' basement for whenever we finally "settle down" in a "real house". Until then, I sometimes indulge in matching pieces off eBay. It's banana bread. Not like you've never smelled banana bread before, but this

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-7768974355359519572009-04-10T09:47:00.003-04:002009-04-10T09:51:12.205-04:00sidetracked

I was happily working on Bridie when a box full of new yarn showed up at my door. And at the top of the pile sat two luscious hanks of Blue Sky Alpacas Suri Merino. How could I resist?It'll soon be a textured shawl, even though it's totally the wrong season for one.Happy Friday!

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-59422223203519004022009-04-02T08:20:00.005-04:002009-04-02T08:28:08.105-04:00a snail's pace

That's about how fast Bridie's progressing. But still, I'll keep plugging along, however slowly. Hopefully it'll be done in time for fall?

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-26365677340272960082009-03-29T18:31:00.004-04:002009-03-29T18:46:48.709-04:00sidetracked

I had all intentions of hunkering down with my knitting needles today, but then I started making cinnamon rolls* for breakfast and just never got out of the kitchen.We made a quasi-resolution to start eating more "home" food - my goal is twice a week. It's hard to do Indian food every day because it can be so time-consuming, but it's such a healthy, balanced diet, and we both need more of that.

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-52154582110934168632009-03-28T20:46:00.001-04:002009-03-28T22:06:06.992-04:00cookie lust

I've had a hankering for a good black and white cookie for a really long time. I know they're typically a New York thing, but my first life-changing experience with a B&W, back when I was living in Boston, was actually from a bakery in Lynn, MA: D'Amici's. It was so good, in fact, I started making trips up every few months and stocking up, carefully packaging them in three layers of cling film

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-18686596818687273382009-03-26T08:36:00.000-04:002009-03-26T08:38:40.174-04:00easier than pie

Panna cotta is one of those things that I always imagined to be so fussy, I never even considered making it at home. And then I learned that it's typically made with gelatin, so it got permanently crossed off my to-eat list. I didn't miss it much, but this past weekend I was trying to make a nice Italian meal for company, and I needed a quick (preferably make-ahead) dessert. Digging around in my

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-21187509945710708452009-03-16T07:34:00.003-04:002009-03-16T07:45:59.950-04:00Hawaii (a highlight reel)

I love Hawaii. Love love love. It rained most of the time we were there (it also earthquaked and flooded and mudslided--mudslid?), and I still love it. And if taking this vacation has taught me anything, it's that I sure do take a lot of pictures; it took four days for me to get through them all, weeding out the duds and processing the good ones. I had some ideas for a written post knocking

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-81647375382622236602009-03-02T18:25:00.005-05:002009-03-02T18:38:34.665-05:00the bags are (nearly) packed

And we're definitely ready to go. To Hawaii. Tomorrow morning. For a whole week! We will be trading this:...for beaches, volcanoes, pineapples and jungles. OK, maybe even a grass skirt. I'm so excited--it's been a while since we had a proper vacation, and I've never seen Hawaii before. Hopefully I'll have some good photos and knitting to share with you when I get back.See you next week!

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-64710274536935420352009-03-01T13:11:00.004-05:002009-03-01T13:35:46.881-05:00vanilla yogurt pound cake

Veganomicon has been sitting on my bookshelf for months, and though I've opened it many times, I haven't brought myself to actually try any of the recipes. I reach for Vegan Cupcakes and Vegan With A Vengeance pretty regularly, but Veganomicon--I don't know. There's something about the small type and lack of photos that makes it feel more textbook and less cookbook, and it's a little

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-28073191175788427012009-02-20T14:43:00.005-05:002009-02-20T15:49:25.689-05:00a couple marbles short

Life has been a little topsy-turvy around here this past week, and my attitude towards nearly everything is really starting to stink. And that includes my attitude towards food. Over the past seven days, I've been responsible for a disastrous attempt at pomegranate pate de fruit, a colossally time-sucking and equally disappointing batch of spritzkakor, and several lame excuses for dinner.

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-20591800687412764712009-02-19T11:50:00.002-05:002009-02-19T11:57:10.069-05:00dcist exposed starts tomorrow!

For those of you in the DC metro area, just wanted to pass along a friendly reminder that the DCist Exposed 2009 photo show opens Friday, February 20th (tomorrow!). The opening reception is free to all from 5-9pm. If you can, I'd suggest getting there early, since last year there a line had formed down the block by about twenty minutes after opening time. If you do happen to get stuck in the

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-41353552342234874052009-02-15T11:35:00.004-05:002009-02-15T11:38:55.357-05:00<3

I've had fun with my heart-shaped cookie cutters over the past couple of days......but now I think it's time to retire them until next year.

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-28606915116209609952009-02-13T13:45:00.002-05:002009-02-13T13:50:31.331-05:00.

A glimmer of hope in the midst of my crafting funk - the fabric basket:It turned out a lot smaller than I expected, so I don't yet know what I'll use it for. For now, I'm content to just look at it.

sixonesevennoreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827092545957311485.post-31245199126105828572009-02-12T08:08:00.001-05:002009-02-12T08:17:27.219-05:00Roasted red pepper soup

I always forget how good homemade soup is. I went on a squash soup kick for a while there last fall, until H got so sick of squash he finally said "just make enough for you, because I can't eat it anymore." So I stopped making soup, because there wasn't really anything else in season that I found to be particularly soup-inspiring. And then the holidays came, and I went overboard with the

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