tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89267236573335064272024-02-19T16:06:50.418-08:00My Make-Believe Cooking ShowI'm a late blooming avid cook, crafter, singer, and all around student of food, people, places and pretty stuff. I hope to create a little cozy party where my friends and I can talk about our kitchens, our creative projects, our dreams, our nightmares. And a little saucy conversation thrown in for flavor is always welcome!Janine Serressequehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412427896737634158noreply@blogger.comBlogger209125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926723657333506427.post-86828380565607949032016-03-06T18:00:00.001-08:002016-03-06T18:00:23.799-08:00I Heart Martha!I am an unabashed admirer of Martha Stewart.<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1kme0eDkBGIh5gJ_vh_8PpZtFeLN3A8k3EWNYe-uTOTHbnVM3lwrLIADcwafAx0SMNtqiLrupmRXICgl96ZM8j0ISqPgooJIhuZIO8nYldfLGISxO7FZaV-Yfby7nGDnO5QM5wAfxq3vB/s640/blogger-image--182638287.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1kme0eDkBGIh5gJ_vh_8PpZtFeLN3A8k3EWNYe-uTOTHbnVM3lwrLIADcwafAx0SMNtqiLrupmRXICgl96ZM8j0ISqPgooJIhuZIO8nYldfLGISxO7FZaV-Yfby7nGDnO5QM5wAfxq3vB/s640/blogger-image--182638287.jpg"></a></div><br><div><br></div><div>I have noticed in recent years that cooking shows have evolved from shows that used to actually teach you to cook into shows that are competitions. I have nothing against a cooking contest--some of them, like Master Chef Junior, are very entertaining. But I want to learn something! And Martha is my favorite teacher. </div><div><br></div><div>I love her delivery. I usually try to imitate her speech as I'm listening to her. Those crazy dark vowels! </div><div><br></div><div>But all that aside, this woman knows her shit. If I am looking online for a basic crepe or demiglace or bread or pie crust or you-name-it recipe, she is my go to person. I know that Martha's instructions will be tested and reliable.</div><div><br></div><div>The fact that she's been to prison just elevates her to a total BADASS status in my book. She is smart, successful and resilient.</div></div>Janine Serressequehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412427896737634158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926723657333506427.post-53743356361501024632016-02-08T14:00:00.003-08:002016-02-09T05:16:14.221-08:00The Land of Unfinished Crafts!I am not content unless I am obsessed with making things. My most current obsession is quilting. It was only a matter of time until that happened, as I come from a family who quilts. I have a quilt started by my grandmother, finished by my mother (well, she paid some body else to finish it) and given to me for the next step (embroidery?) which is never going to happen. <div>
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I have made several quilts by now, and I am getting better and braver with it, but I have amassed a stash of fabric now that is reminiscent of the yarn stash that I had when I was doing felted handbags. I am posting some pictures of projects I've actually finished in the last couple of years:</div>
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Vintage hankie quilt! So girly:</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVhnsYDg5wSWIAZa39LEfNG3hyphenhyphen38nA3CxG00XpCzt0MRMSKV-wlgSMRibkTe7S7A4KIecwsBK5NaF1kbrxMa4cGz1VNHt9d5YQ6xJ49879oShRNyH48wqkdzUVi8t5wlb1Io06Gd07fcNL/s640/blogger-image--1356922994.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVhnsYDg5wSWIAZa39LEfNG3hyphenhyphen38nA3CxG00XpCzt0MRMSKV-wlgSMRibkTe7S7A4KIecwsBK5NaF1kbrxMa4cGz1VNHt9d5YQ6xJ49879oShRNyH48wqkdzUVi8t5wlb1Io06Gd07fcNL/s640/blogger-image--1356922994.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div>
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Men's shirting quilt for my hubs: He wanted it "extra puffy" so for once I obeyed him:</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkXrIZnnWJxRSAcMze4ipklMjsyCc9PXjVL1SVKQG90Je7JeQp1lYUrpdhyiGZZ87WRnZWi1yRxtcEtKcESGLJ5TE9cFhS2KmvURl0vb9iQPGg6jJGIdOpzZnnsIzPufbRjiLuvDdV7Yif/s640/blogger-image-687133428.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkXrIZnnWJxRSAcMze4ipklMjsyCc9PXjVL1SVKQG90Je7JeQp1lYUrpdhyiGZZ87WRnZWi1yRxtcEtKcESGLJ5TE9cFhS2KmvURl0vb9iQPGg6jJGIdOpzZnnsIzPufbRjiLuvDdV7Yif/s640/blogger-image-687133428.jpg"></a></div><br></div>
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flying geese quilt--this is more my style:</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf_W5sSXu6q9wnLHNiH5mLxQQvLGeXCNYjsSWhj2pspsElMeL6hosrYERHIbyRpj1wYnQlGT6cPBXT7mkDtBiKvJTjbUko5L3YA4Z_a1AAPLd_29p-GM-IYZvNrXs74ot0BHGD-L1QX9bd/s640/blogger-image-1361091342.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf_W5sSXu6q9wnLHNiH5mLxQQvLGeXCNYjsSWhj2pspsElMeL6hosrYERHIbyRpj1wYnQlGT6cPBXT7mkDtBiKvJTjbUko5L3YA4Z_a1AAPLd_29p-GM-IYZvNrXs74ot0BHGD-L1QX9bd/s640/blogger-image-1361091342.jpg"></a></div><br></div>
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Quilt with no theme, just pretty. Gave this to my neighbor:</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS1V22CMjZckCijMLtQpCFKQJICUmwSph52jkXOzzdq8Rhq53XWb_im5B_KRrO_Zt2FCeeuPvKF9c5aIXy_wns7tKGHoFk9OZ4bn1ChZmcFzgxt5e5Ge34YeO9y3C56WypfAtf2-dRZu07/s640/blogger-image-1077378568.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS1V22CMjZckCijMLtQpCFKQJICUmwSph52jkXOzzdq8Rhq53XWb_im5B_KRrO_Zt2FCeeuPvKF9c5aIXy_wns7tKGHoFk9OZ4bn1ChZmcFzgxt5e5Ge34YeO9y3C56WypfAtf2-dRZu07/s640/blogger-image-1077378568.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div>
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Janine Serressequehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412427896737634158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926723657333506427.post-69629107241634179022016-02-07T15:38:00.001-08:002016-02-07T16:10:51.568-08:00Steak Tacos and Mole Verde, Y'all!We have been getting Blue Apron for about 2 months now, and we love it. Cooking dinner together is the most enjoyable part of our day, but we dread the daily discussion about what's for dinner, and if the groceries get dropped on our doorstep, well, bonus! I like that each recipe is on a card that can be kept, so you can recreate any dishes that you really want again. We have not had a duplicate yet, and we have ended up trying lots of ideas for dishes that we would not have bothered with on our own. <div><br></div><div>I wish I could say that I am that cook who plans menus out a week at a time and does all the shopping, all the while maximizing in-season vegetables and saving money, but I am not that cook. Andy isn't either--he is the type that goes to the grocery every day and will not eat anything that is more than a couple of days old. So Blue Apron is especially good for this purpose--they send you exactly the ingredients you need, no more, no less. You don't have a whole bottle of some weird ingredient that you won't use again for another decade.</div><div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1HvVijRQvdO54bnOdv4k8nBuQXiKrJ95EEmkhH8WP3u7_Tkf0F7uORPX-CwUdigd_EpJRwPxppjaKERhy5nzALTIdTRAcpM8RiSRRJk7xpBsvMicLxUWDhpkAE1wnn0qLIhXnR1xWgx2X/s640/blogger-image-755188017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1HvVijRQvdO54bnOdv4k8nBuQXiKrJ95EEmkhH8WP3u7_Tkf0F7uORPX-CwUdigd_EpJRwPxppjaKERhy5nzALTIdTRAcpM8RiSRRJk7xpBsvMicLxUWDhpkAE1wnn0qLIhXnR1xWgx2X/s640/blogger-image-755188017.jpg"></a></div></div><div><br></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Tonight's tacos were pretty tasty. The salsa was made of tomatillos and flavored with pan roasted pepitas, which I quite liked. The dish lacked a couple of notes in my opinion. If I made it again I would add orange zest and smoked paprika to the salsa to add a smoky note and a sweet note.</span></div><div><br></div><div>The whole thing came together very quickly, about 25 minutes! And it costs the same every week. It's 60 bucks, 3 complete meals that generously feed 2 people, delivered to your door. If you need to skip a week because you won't be home or you're too skint to spend the $60, you just go online and cross out that delivery. We have also never had any food arrive that was stale or damaged. We give it high marks overall!</div>Janine Serressequehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412427896737634158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926723657333506427.post-27514063441408286852016-02-06T10:48:00.001-08:002016-02-06T11:08:23.451-08:00Back in the SaddleI have really missed writing. I have been having a long-term affair with Facebook, which has led to many fruitless hours spent on posts no longer than 3 or 4 sentences, with no arc but too much snark. I am resolved to throttle back on my Facebook activity and spend some quality time writing and getting reacquainted with the blogosphere and, more importantly, my own voice.<div><br></div><div>A catalyst in all this was being faced with the task of writing my father's eulogy. He died on January 2, and his funeral is next weekend. I was crazy about my dad, and though this task caused all my waterworks to burst open anew, I typed and edited through tears and in the end it was really cleansing for me.</div><div><br></div><div>So here it is, along with a picture of my dad, handsome and debonair as he was:</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN4kQ0OLJzQ7aUxeMgemKDqY6Nkf5Gncn4iGFwPTEaS1Ol5FCwzYf0kAB7FVhQmuFvmcvaZnmRsSroUmsHg95v_YvkuMVo7xXUmtanp1A8_uEM9ZhjGyueBT7sBgDzXmqJTxVqFc0xFTtI/s640/blogger-image--357457457.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN4kQ0OLJzQ7aUxeMgemKDqY6Nkf5Gncn4iGFwPTEaS1Ol5FCwzYf0kAB7FVhQmuFvmcvaZnmRsSroUmsHg95v_YvkuMVo7xXUmtanp1A8_uEM9ZhjGyueBT7sBgDzXmqJTxVqFc0xFTtI/s640/blogger-image--357457457.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><span class="s3" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 21.600000381469727px;"><div>I want to begin by thanking all of you so much for being here. Our family is so touched by the outpouring of support and comfort we’ve received. And thanks to modern technology, there have been many people who have been able to reach out from all over to let us know how special Dad was to them. Your kind words have meant the world to us.</div><div><br></div><div>Today we say goodbye and sweet dreams to my beloved dad. It was such an honor to know him. Where do I begin to sum up Frank Serresseque? He was so many things—Father, husband, teacher, singer, actor, director, bon vivante. raconteur, son of French immigrants.</div><div><br></div><div>I’m sure most of you will remember that Dad was an amazing host. A dear friend mentioned recently that being at 306 West Midland Street was like being at the Round Table at the Algonquin. Our household was rich with a steady stream of lively, intelligent, creative people. Dad loved a good party. If you were a guest in his home he would never let your beverage reach the empty level. He would say “Let me freshen your drink my dear” and if you said "oh no just a half a drink!" He would level his gaze at you and say, “I don't make half drinks. If you want to drink half that's your business.” On warm summer nights he’d hold court on the front porch. Friends and neighbors would pass by, popping in for a quick hello, and slinking home hours later.</div><div><br></div><div>And no gathering was complete without music. It poured out of the piano and the giant speakers in the living room. Dad’s taste in music was extremely eclectic—and his record collection was—and still is-- massive!</div><div><br></div><div> He had a passion for travel and culture. He created the Humanities program at Central High School. He was brave enough to take groups of teenagers on trips to places like Washington DC and Colonial Williamsburg. He would have been so delighted to read all the online comments last month from scores of people whom he’d taught. He would have loved knowing that he instilled a sense of curiosity and a love of travel in so many of his students. He and my mom went on many wonderful trips to Europe with friends and family. One memorable summer, he lugged the four of us, plus his parents and his sister all over France, taking on the roles of tour guide, interpreter, chauffeur and activities coordinator. All this in a VW bus that had to be pushed down a hill to start. It's a wonder he didn't need another month’s vacation after all that. But he loved travelling and especially loved France with all his heart! He was so proud of his French heritage.</div><div><br></div><div>Never was there a man with more exemplary manners. One could almost say that he was obsessed with good manners. Even at 88 years old, He would stand at an open door and wait until hell froze over rather than walk through that door before a lady. He would even insist on walking on the outside of the sidewalk, towards the street, and if you didn’t oblige he would stop and move you over to the correct side of the sidewalk. Dinner time was a nightly test of our p’s and q’s. While it was sometimes challenging to grow up under the watchful eye of “Politeness Man”, we kids have gone on to be forever grateful for such good training.</div><div><br></div><div>For a man who made an honest but fairly modest living as a teacher and a church musician, Dad had a love of beautiful and expensive objects. Where he got his taste for Waterford crystal and Rolex watches, I will never know. But he had a love for fine and beautiful things. He lavished wonderful presents upon my mom. In his later years he ended up giving away a lot of those wonderful and shiny things, because his taste for fine objects was only surpassed by his generosity. Being generous gave Dad a great deal of joy.</div><div><br></div><div> I would be completely remiss in this eulogy if I did not speak to what a spectacular singer my father was. He didn't just sing a song. He would build a song in layers like a painting with color and direction and emotion. He had so much soul when he sang. He had the sort of gift that could not be taught. It was hard wired in him and he shared it widely, filling theatres and concert halls with his rich bass baritone. We will never forget his Emile deBecque, his Tevye, his Don Quixote, his Gianni Schicchi. He brought the world to us with his voice.</div><div><br></div><div> We will miss Frank Serresseque immensely, but we carry him in our hearts. All the very best of him lives on in all of us who knew him. Dad, you put on a great show! This is your final curtain call. Thank you for gracing us with your presence. Now take a much deserved bow!</div><div><br></div></span></div><div><br></div>Janine Serressequehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412427896737634158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926723657333506427.post-61311032925646800132013-05-19T07:10:00.001-07:002013-05-19T17:03:46.631-07:00Paint!<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div>I managed to finish painting yesterday at about 10 p.m. I love the color! It is going to look beautiful with the new fabric.<div><br></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS1yuPQXyBls_WrkP9VBBWwus3eTJBCysUqTuSK_YmcyVwZJKRc3boSzImO3C1ML4NOlfW-0eCwtG6rjXzMXDMaxqEq3cdVurgne3jTe6K-4J-g7P8B0EwXhfP8cJiek5lHzHE2OYulqsh/s640/blogger-image-749560176.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; "><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS1yuPQXyBls_WrkP9VBBWwus3eTJBCysUqTuSK_YmcyVwZJKRc3boSzImO3C1ML4NOlfW-0eCwtG6rjXzMXDMaxqEq3cdVurgne3jTe6K-4J-g7P8B0EwXhfP8cJiek5lHzHE2OYulqsh/s640/blogger-image-749560176.jpg"></a><br><div><div><br><div>But there is a fly in the ointment, and that is the very damaged wall that was previously so cleverly hidden by all the purple sponged texture. </div><div><br></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggKKnzF8Fv5pyumqlgg1bpgywCw-JR2T8OhjY8alKdjlItO8equDVnL5YB5lCBxGJFTm1ET-ILcuw9PZwHM3Cj5ENfwwBG2-waUyBFjM0v9ZPUTv59r0sQV43X4vHM16Wj0QZXCsihQXKi/s640/blogger-image-1327293343.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; "><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggKKnzF8Fv5pyumqlgg1bpgywCw-JR2T8OhjY8alKdjlItO8equDVnL5YB5lCBxGJFTm1ET-ILcuw9PZwHM3Cj5ENfwwBG2-waUyBFjM0v9ZPUTv59r0sQV43X4vHM16Wj0QZXCsihQXKi/s640/blogger-image-1327293343.jpg"></a></div><div><br></div><div>My plan is to get a piece of plexiglass, paint one side of it with the matching paint, and affix it to the wall as a splash guard. If this works, I will be well chuffed. </div><div><br></div><div>If it doesn't, I'll have to patch, sand, prime and paint, which will require some back pedaling and patience. I do not have an ample supply of patience.</div></div><div><br></div><div>Later, I popped over to my Sunday place of worship, which some people like call Lowe's. The nice man--who was the size of a Sherman tank--found a piece of plexy and cut it to size for me!</div><div><br></div><div>It worked great! It now looks nice and sleek and like I meant to do that.</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBIZ6sl8Xgea9yn20srgLpEuge8r6hmZ6hldAfKJWU7wAI3NKYJ3UGNIr3J-9742_-IO1UXY4w4gmdP1tzUIT44iooF79Fr4LB-xGGl4HRkPC163u7G-9Yzb_WCNiJk7pOr21to25P3XRB/s640/blogger-image--243696907.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; "><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBIZ6sl8Xgea9yn20srgLpEuge8r6hmZ6hldAfKJWU7wAI3NKYJ3UGNIr3J-9742_-IO1UXY4w4gmdP1tzUIT44iooF79Fr4LB-xGGl4HRkPC163u7G-9Yzb_WCNiJk7pOr21to25P3XRB/s640/blogger-image--243696907.jpg"></a></div><br></div></div></div><div>Next, I will make my shower curtain. </div><div><br></div><div>I don't mind splurging a bit on fabric that I really love. A custom made curtain and window shade can really elevate the look of your modest little bathroom. Not that this was an enormous splurge--the fabric was discounted 75%. It would have cost me $280.00 plus the labor to sew, but I invested $70.00. Curtains are very easy to make. It's all in the measuring! 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I just used the squares as my guidelines for the curtain. I rigged it with these tidy little loops and some inexpensive lucite rings. </div><div><br></div><div>Tomorrow, I will tackle the window shade. Now for a nice hot shower, a glass of wine and PBS.</div>Janine Serressequehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412427896737634158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926723657333506427.post-79661959146069243492013-05-18T10:35:00.001-07:002013-05-19T17:12:11.433-07:00The Purple Bathroom MakeoverMy little house has just one bathroom, and, while it seemed like a fine idea 15 years ago, I am very tired of the purple. 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I made this for My Favorite Girlfriend, Robyn O'Neill. Robyn is a most extraordinary friend. I treasure the shorthand we have together. Our friendship is nourishing. When I get to see Robyn, I am assured of getting 100% of that day's requirement of good friendship.<div>
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This bag has a nice long strap on it, which can be slung across your torso diagonally so you can be free to engage in debauchery without fear of your purse falling by the wayside! And, per Robyn's input, it is plenty big enough to hold an iPad.</div>
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The stripy trim was applied with a needle felting tool that Andy's mum and sister gave me for my birthday. It's really fun! You lay some wool on the surface and then just poke it into the felt. Eventually, after the repeated stabbing is complete, the fibers all glom onto each other and they become one. I might get carpal tunnel syndrome from it, but it is therapeutic too. Sort of like a (insert the name of the politician you dislike) voodoo doll.</div>
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My friend Kelly has done so many nice things for me over the years...She introduced me to Andy Cleveland, she and her husband Paul have fed us dinner too many times to count, and they even were gracious enough to host our wedding at their house. Kelly was definitely high up on my list of people I want to make something pretty for. With its celtic motif, I think this bag suits her to a T. I lined it with a cheery polka dot fabric so she'll feel happy when she looks inside it.Janine Serressequehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412427896737634158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926723657333506427.post-689260096193480022012-09-23T18:01:00.000-07:002012-09-23T18:01:19.180-07:00L is for Scrumptious!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf4uKWyWoEZ5cxCTkJpgZS3wTqEhrczm6HD1Znzf5zYrrcGAGaX13ZejBnjVb7yI4k2ak7hqAnNSMWuXqEAi-mSD85Tk3uCdC22sDMtPDWqv3iAyyKo3-Up0ZGR8SdAGQO3BroOtOKuaO_/s1600/securedownload-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf4uKWyWoEZ5cxCTkJpgZS3wTqEhrczm6HD1Znzf5zYrrcGAGaX13ZejBnjVb7yI4k2ak7hqAnNSMWuXqEAi-mSD85Tk3uCdC22sDMtPDWqv3iAyyKo3-Up0ZGR8SdAGQO3BroOtOKuaO_/s400/securedownload-2.jpg" width="273" /></a>I made this cutie-pie bag ages ago--I think it may have been one of the first ones I felted. It's finally going to a proper home. My co-worker is going to give it to his niece for her birthday. She's just a little girl of four or so, and she may very well color all over it with magic marker and drag it through puke. I just hope she enjoys it and learns to make a pretty cursive "L."<br />
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This bag is a collaborative effort between my friend Bridget Gethins and myself. I call it the Thinque bag because that is the name of the <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/Thinque?ref=seller_info_count">Etsy shop</a> we started together--THIN for the last part of her name and QUE for the last part of mine. I have since moved on from Etsy, but Bridget is still going strong with it, adding new and wonderful creations to the shop all the time!<br />
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Bridget did all the beadwork on this bag and I did the knitting, felting and finishing. I love the delicate tree design, and how the pearls remind me of when the buds on the trees are nice and fat in the spring. I am a little embarrassed to admit that I had this stored in an unfinished state for well over a year. I was so happy to finish it today and I can't wait to give it to Bridget!<br />
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This little number is called The Peru Bag because that's where the yarn is from. The yarn luckily made its way to Bay City, Michigan, where I bought it in a very nice little shop called <a href="http://www.knitmap.com/locations/a-piece-of-ewe">A Piece of Ewe</a>. </div>
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When the yarn was not yet felted, it was a clownish mix of really bright colors, but once felted, it turned into this beautifully muted piece that reminds me of a landscape. The "sky" bit across the top is an alpaca and merino wool blend. It's lined in a similar azure blue fabric I trimmed it with some cute wooden buttons that I found in a drawer at my mom's house. To give credit where credit is due, I must mention that using the buttons was Andy's idea. </div>
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My friend Jenny is having a birthday in a couple of weeks, and I am looking forward to giving this to her. Don't you dare tell! </div>
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Finished this yummy little bag this morning! Doesn't it just make you want to sing "Sunshine Day" by the Brady Bunch? This purse is all happy inside, as is illustrated in the picture below.<br />
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The craft use-up challenge is still going strong, and my yarn pile is getting smaller! I am having fun with these projects, and not planning them out too carefully. The bag tells me when it's done. It says, "Don't sew any more stuff onto me--I've had enough." I sound like the Psycho Craft Lady.Janine Serressequehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412427896737634158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926723657333506427.post-44799614768458950272012-07-04T16:18:00.000-07:002012-07-04T16:23:52.964-07:00The Miss Priss Clutch<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This is another bag I began so long ago that I literally don't recall knitting it at all! Ah, the joys of menopause brain. Everything looks new again if you ignore it for a few months!<br />
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Before my dear co-worker Emily Cole moved away, she gave me some pretty yarns in rosy and purple hues. I knitted the small leftover bits into rectangles and felted them so I could cut them up and make little flowers out of them.<br />
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This little clutch bag is just big enough for the essentials when you're out for an evening. Credit card, lipstick, iPhone, <a href="http://www.va-rep.org/">Virginia Rep Theatre</a> tickets.<br />
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I embellished it with teensy glass iridescent beads. This was a very fussy and fiddly process that I must say I enjoyed. It's lined in a pink and silver micro-animal print.<br />
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Don't know who I will give or sell it to yet. I'm waiting for the right prissy person to come along and claim it.Janine Serressequehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412427896737634158noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926723657333506427.post-52209939383494940992012-06-30T11:45:00.001-07:002012-06-30T11:46:18.883-07:00Hot Fun in the Summertime Bag<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It is 105 degrees outside today. Great day to stay indoors and finish this bag that I don't even remember starting! I unearthed it, in its unfelted state, from my knitting box a couple of days ago and just put the finishing touches on it today! I'm going to send it to Emma for her birthday--she loves orange. I like the splashy lining fabric. It makes me think of when you take a bite of sun ripened summer fruit.<br />
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Now I'm hungry.Janine Serressequehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412427896737634158noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926723657333506427.post-87989757078214288212012-06-28T10:44:00.001-07:002012-06-28T10:44:33.058-07:00The Great Craft Use-Up Challenge of 2012<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I am a chronic starter of craft projects. I am not a chronic finisher, unfortunately. <br />
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I was poking through my ever-growing box of yarn--well, now it's two boxes of yarn--well, I have a third box upstairs in the attic but we don't talk about that box--and I was overwhelmed by the number of projects I have in various stages of incompletion.<br />
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I hereby challenge myself to come up with a creative solution. The object of the game is to use up all this yarn by making all sorts of pretty things. I will spend zero to little money on these projects, as to assuage my guilt about accumulating and procrastinating.<br />
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I will then use these pretty things, sell them or give them away as gifts. Everything must get used! I am not allowed to buy any more yarn until I use all of what I have on hand.<br />
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This is the first fruit of my challenge. It is beautiful, if I do say so myself. When I knitted it, it was probably a third again this size. It looked like a baggy sweater, but it felted down to a perfectly sized purse. I lined it in a recycled tablecloth. The swirly designs on each side are made of scraps that were cut off the shoulder strap, which was too long at first. No scraps of wool were harmed or wasted in the making of this bag.<br />
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I am almost finished with another bag as well--I will post pics of everything to generate excitement and draw undue attention to myself. Just want to see if you are reading!<br />
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<br />Janine Serressequehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412427896737634158noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926723657333506427.post-28891642912166984012012-06-24T12:17:00.001-07:002012-06-24T12:17:58.561-07:00Yammycakes.I'm always looking for new vegan recipes, even though Andy and I are no longer doing the vegan thing. I really miss being vegan, and I try to sneak in as many vegan dinners as I can! Between all the bacon sandwiches.<br />
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I found <a href="http://kblog.lunchboxbunch.com/2012/02/easy-sweet-potato-veggie-burgers-with.html">this recipe </a>for sweet potato veggie burgers on a sexy vegan blog called <a href="http://kblog.lunchboxbunch.com/">Healthy Happy Life</a>. I was completely sucked in by Kathy Patalsky's beautiful photographs. She also has a lot of pictures of her cat, and that makes me feel less geeky for doing the same thing on my blog.<br />
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I made some burgers out of a baked sweet potato, a can of cannellini beans, a dollop of tahini, a tablespoon of fine cornmeal, a few chopped scallions, salt, pepper and smoked paprika. I put the mixture in the fridge to firm it up, then formed it into patties and coated the patties in panko. If you don't have panko in your pantry, go get some right now. Coat something with it, fry it and eat it. You will thank me profusely.<br />
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Fried the patties in some canola oil until they were golden brown, and then served them on a bed of butter lettuce, topped with avocado slices, and drizzled with the vinaigrette.<br />
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They were really delicious! But not perfect. I needed to have a firmer texture, as they were very floppy when forming them into patties and cooking them. Any suggestions? Bulghur? Rice? Anybody? Anybody?<br />
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I will definitely try these again with some tweaks to improve the sturdiness, but I give them an A+ for flavor and presentation. They are so pretty when you dig into a patty and it's all orange and yammy!<br />
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It is Thursday, the day before I get paid, so you know I am skint. "Skint" means "broke" in Andy vernacular. I just like the sound of it, don't you?<br />
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You need a good go-to dish after a long day's work. Something cheap, delicious, fast, and reasonably healthy. Something you can substitute ingredients with when you are out of stuff. I think this fits the bill quite nicely! It's made entirely of things we pretty much always have on hand--lemons, pasta, parmesan cheese, olive oil.<br />
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The variables are fresh veggies and herbs. Tonight we had some asparagus on hand, and I nipped across the street and stole some gorgeous fresh mint from my neighbors. And you better swear not to tell them.<br />
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While we blanched about 20 stalks of asparagus and boiled enough pasta for two, I used a little food processor to make a pesto of:<br />
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Drain the blanched veg and pasta and toss it with the pesto.<br />
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And that's all there is to it! This is really a 15 minute dish, including prep time.<br />
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I have made this with peas instead of asparagus and basil instead of mint. Use your imagination! I like to use enough veggies to bulk up the dish so it's not too pasta-heavy. The lemon, cheese and olive oil complement one another really well.<br />
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<br />Janine Serressequehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412427896737634158noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926723657333506427.post-89041512470375396652012-06-10T19:15:00.001-07:002012-06-10T19:20:32.689-07:00Ooh La la, it's a Galette!<br />
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I have pie anxiety. Especially when it comes to rolling out the crust. This is a perfect way to have all the deliciousness and praise that comes with a freshly baked pie, and none of the stress. The shape should be imperfect and it should look homey and rustic. And then you give it a slightly snooty sounding name and you have a success on your hands.<br />
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I just used half a recipe for the lovely rustic crust. That was about a cup of flour, 3/4 of a stick of very cold butter, zest of half a lemon, pinch of salt and sugar, and just enough ice cold water to bring it together. The filling was 2 big stalks of rhubarb and a whole lotta sugar (maybe 2/3 cup), a squeeze of lemon juice and a sprinkle of cornstarch. I baked it at 400 for about 35 minutes.<br />
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<br />Janine Serressequehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412427896737634158noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926723657333506427.post-75777203019357326392012-03-19T15:57:00.002-07:002012-03-19T15:57:24.799-07:00Pulled Pork. Oh Mah Gawwd, Y'all.Until I moved to the south, I had never heard of pulled pork before. I think you can actually get it up north these days, but 20 years ago it was definitely a southern specialty.<br />
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The other morning on the Today Show, one of my fave bloggers, The Pioneer Woman, was demonstrating this recipe for pork roast. It looked really trailer-trashy at first glance. Any recipe that just requires you take a slab of inexpensive meat, then open cans and bottles of stuff and dump it on top, then shove the whole dang thing in an oven, arouses my suspicion. </div>
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Of course, I had to complicate matters by spilling a whole container of black peppercorns on the floor. Do you know what a pain in the ass this is? Those little black spheres do not stay put when you try to sweep them, and they are like walking on tiny marbles. </div>
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I have never cooked such a massive slab of pork before, and I was befuddled as to what to do with the thing. Which way do I put it in the pan? What is this thick slab of fatty stuff? Do I cut it off? Does it go on the bottom or the top? Andy Cleveland sagely suggested, "I think you're over-thinking this, Sweetie."</div>
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And then there's the waiting. Like 6 hours of it. This was a 5 pound roast and we cooked it low and slow. We turned the beast over at about 2 hours into the cooking, and didn't touch until we returned home. To pass the time, we went down to Legend Brewery and swilled beer and listened to bluegrass music. Four hours and three beers later, the house smelled Ah-May-Zing when we stumbled drunkenly through the door!</div>
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When I tried to lift the pork roast out of the pan, it was so tender that it literally fell off the bone. It pulled apart with forks like buttuh, and we ate it with some homemade apple sauce on the side. This pork was melt-in-your-mouth tender.</div>
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This is a wonderful and inexpensive way to serve a bunch of people. We ended up freezing half the pork, eating it two nights in a row and taking sandwiches over to the neighbors.</div>
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<br /></div>Janine Serressequehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412427896737634158noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926723657333506427.post-91585857907336203052012-03-10T16:45:00.002-08:002012-03-10T16:45:22.422-08:00It's a Wrap<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-jWJrzbESiGA3XeHNdHZvALIeJLupDkyZL3NA2fd47FPfqVAqOTWF90yB4MF7IEY1GNX_5umEEMxrIhcL0pL6CE6IZ7Ran29FwlGw8DjImHSaMiWBWrDGSJW7M2bcTCqv4tJ-1DLWG8h0/s1600/tn.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-jWJrzbESiGA3XeHNdHZvALIeJLupDkyZL3NA2fd47FPfqVAqOTWF90yB4MF7IEY1GNX_5umEEMxrIhcL0pL6CE6IZ7Ran29FwlGw8DjImHSaMiWBWrDGSJW7M2bcTCqv4tJ-1DLWG8h0/s400/tn.jpeg" width="300" /></a>This is our favorite sandwich these days. I took a picture of it before rolling because it's ever so much prettier that way.<br />
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I have a difficult time getting Andy Cleveland to embrace any kind of sandwich that isn't comprised of bacon, butter and white bread, but he is positively queer for this hummus and raw veggie wrap! And it is such a nutritional home run, with all the vitamins, protein, fiber and flavor!<br />
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I love the smile on his face when I roll this thing up and serve it to him. He is genuinely excited, which is so endearing. And when he finishes eating it, which is about 4 bites later, he gives it a very positive review, proclaiming it as a "very satisfying" sarnie.<br />
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<br />Janine Serressequehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412427896737634158noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926723657333506427.post-85193762383130236512012-02-20T12:29:00.000-08:002012-02-20T18:10:22.906-08:00Yes, I Know the Muffin Man.People have actually asked Andy what English muffins are called in England. Just for the record, muffins. And they're kind of hard to find in the grocery stores in England--crumpets are much more ubiquitous.<br />
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How he has made it to 55 years of age without ever trying these before is a puzzlement, but when I shuffled into the kitchen on Sunday morning they were already rising.<br />
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He found a recipe on a blog called <a href="http://www.peterandrewryan.com/baking/2008/09/english-muffins/">Pete Bakes</a>, and it looked fun and simple. So as I lazed about in slumber with the cat, Andy was busy as a bee, measuring and kneading. And that is what I call a perfect Sunday morning. <br />
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Did you know that English muffins are first cooked on a skillet, and then finished off in the oven? Well me neither. <br />
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<br />Janine Serressequehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412427896737634158noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926723657333506427.post-73016155892020241222012-01-14T03:30:00.000-08:002012-01-14T12:38:31.042-08:00Fun with Falafel<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhasgeKe3bDA3_IAA2_yeupDnbp9GXYTaqx9lRLUjC4Ve_vvs0-xCvNThJR2Ox0gYwwe3EbyHMFo86qI3-PHuEjmGArlP0i3CRoQ-nwtnkdclDogN-ljkuaaoWNPdyh7Bn6TdmLTwDOXM4L/s1600/images.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 184px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhasgeKe3bDA3_IAA2_yeupDnbp9GXYTaqx9lRLUjC4Ve_vvs0-xCvNThJR2Ox0gYwwe3EbyHMFo86qI3-PHuEjmGArlP0i3CRoQ-nwtnkdclDogN-ljkuaaoWNPdyh7Bn6TdmLTwDOXM4L/s400/images.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697587174310183026" /></a><br />I have been loving falafel most of my life. My uncle Shukri Zazou introduced our family to it when I was probably about 12. This was quite a revelation in the 60's, in the middle of Michigan! I have since learned to make lots of middle eastern food, and fresh falafel from scratch is one of my all time favorites. The box mixes are certainly easy and decent enough tasting, much like instant mashed potatoes are perfectly edible. But who wants that?<br /><br />A food processor is a must with this recipe. I guess a blender might work okay, or a manual food grinder. But really, if you are the least bit interested in cooking, go buy a Cuisinart food processor. Don't be a pretender.<br /><br />Here are the 'gredients:<br /><br />16 oz.bag of dried chickpeas, soaked 24 hours and uncooked<br />however many cloves of garlic you can take-I use about 6 or 8<br />1/2 cup or so of bread crumbs or soaked bulgur<br />sesame seeds, about 2 tablespoons (optional)<br />a big fistful of roughly chopped parsley or cilantro<br />4 tablespoons of flour <br />2 tablespoons ground cumin<br />salt and pepper<br /><br />Put all the above ingredients in a very big bowl and toss them to begin incorporating them. Then pulse all this in the processor until it is incorporated but still grainy. Don't get it too fine--you don't want it to be pasty. When you grab a handful and squeeze it, the mixture should stick together. If it doesn't, add a little water. I have to process the falafel in 2 batches to get it to fit in the machine.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeyebT088GnEVycTQP1YpYpgtRJTnRHUvRKKUNYEZ1Tiv-1qbz4HJWGZ6h6kOv8eA7M8SDPosok31o-WEGTBp_-ASl1ojwuzfxuTObeiY6EB-CKtjGzm-oIiKp_x1cvCJTiCyjLm2VolY0/s1600-h/DSCN1397.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeyebT088GnEVycTQP1YpYpgtRJTnRHUvRKKUNYEZ1Tiv-1qbz4HJWGZ6h6kOv8eA7M8SDPosok31o-WEGTBp_-ASl1ojwuzfxuTObeiY6EB-CKtjGzm-oIiKp_x1cvCJTiCyjLm2VolY0/s400/DSCN1397.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287969665239931586" /></a><br /><br />Don't fret if you end up with too large a batch of raw mix. It freezes really well!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBfDCxYOMaq_CB672sUycV962XruOWOYxLUuXpqlUl3jTdv6Vay7SK_MJlkIZieRi6fKg0fItXl0mLzooXIy_X28fWah6Te47sU-0amXMFHsexGiP9tPT-9eUIYCIvYVvV86cyfnu9DgUj/s1600-h/DSCN1401.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBfDCxYOMaq_CB672sUycV962XruOWOYxLUuXpqlUl3jTdv6Vay7SK_MJlkIZieRi6fKg0fItXl0mLzooXIy_X28fWah6Te47sU-0amXMFHsexGiP9tPT-9eUIYCIvYVvV86cyfnu9DgUj/s400/DSCN1401.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287969667587258290" /></a><br /><br />Form it into little ping pong sized balls. I like to flatten them a bit so they're little fat patty shapes. Kind of like my arse looks when I've been eating too much falafel!<br /><br />Heat about a half inch of peanut oil in a deep frying pan. It takes a while to get hot enough. I don't really know what the temperature should be, but if you drop a little blob of falafel into the oil it should immediately swarm with sizzly bubbles. I am so very scientific.<br /><br />AND NOW THE MOST IMPORTANT THING: When you slip the falafel balls into the oil to fry, resist the urge to fuss with them and turn them about. Keep yer mitts off 'em! Just leave them alone until the submerged bits are quite cooked before you try to turn them or you'll end up with a big greasy pan of free floating falafel crumbs. Oh, the horror. The shame!<br /><br />When the little darlings are crisp and brown, drain them on paper towels.<br /><br />Also, you can vary the ingredients if you wish. Some people add onion, hot chiliies, fava beans--whatever your taste tells you. <br /><br />I love to eat falafel with yogurt-tahini sauce and a salad of chopped tomato, cucumber, scallion, olive oil and lemon juice. I also like to jam those ingredients into a pita and have it as a sandwich.Janine Serressequehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412427896737634158noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8926723657333506427.post-68323947820458264512011-12-01T16:13:00.000-08:002011-12-01T19:05:59.445-08:00French Onion SoupI have been thinking about French onion soup all day. I woke up with a hankering for it, and put in a request before I scurried off to work this morning. When I walked into the house tonight at dinner time it smelled ever so lovely. Andy had also made a picture perfect loaf of bread to go with the soup. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_hQZACiejvRgu4_lxdOYf4AJfjmU7SkFvzP1ieh5cQn-YlKEvPgbUUsCOqgtRcXz0Mkgje0gHjZ2QiyeevP3Oh-huHZgFCPCpZQjYICDYaengbzhRY2mpdr_TXDgxdoaO3-J99qp0xXUx/s1600/securedownload.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 389px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_hQZACiejvRgu4_lxdOYf4AJfjmU7SkFvzP1ieh5cQn-YlKEvPgbUUsCOqgtRcXz0Mkgje0gHjZ2QiyeevP3Oh-huHZgFCPCpZQjYICDYaengbzhRY2mpdr_TXDgxdoaO3-J99qp0xXUx/s400/securedownload.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681339807443384706" /></a><br /><br />This bread was so pretty it looked as if it were made by the props department at Theatre IV. Have I mentioned how grateful I am to have a husband who loves to cook? <br /><br />We often use the <a href="http://www.williams-sonoma.com/recipe/french-onion-soup.html">onion soup recipe </a>in the little Williams Sonoma "Soup"cookbook. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCs9-2iOyT2nAaspWfcH7yGy2_8zKRAjzvcgtOebE5PE161EoU6tFDSB0pZzx8z3SdnOSS2rKkgjKKqvVQsfOQPRgHbqmiBy9yAVy0eTLArevyVMFoCUiaSjrnzEpUvuDkAd9izZaXPDgP/s1600/514yiicIQiL._SL500_AA300_.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCs9-2iOyT2nAaspWfcH7yGy2_8zKRAjzvcgtOebE5PE161EoU6tFDSB0pZzx8z3SdnOSS2rKkgjKKqvVQsfOQPRgHbqmiBy9yAVy0eTLArevyVMFoCUiaSjrnzEpUvuDkAd9izZaXPDgP/s400/514yiicIQiL._SL500_AA300_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681341724792058434" /></a> <br /><br />Every soup in this book is delicious, and the recipes seem really well-tested. The finished dish usually looks as good as the picture, which I find to be rare.<br /><br />This soup takes patience, as it begins with a huge pile of onions that are cooked and caramelized until they practically disappear. It's not a thin watery soup, but rather a thick and hearty textured soup with a beautifully complex flavor. <br /><br />Andy ladled the soup into oven proof bowls, topped with a slice of that picture perfect bread and some shredded Gruyere cheese and put it in the broiler until it was all melted.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_GPDZUY18LS91bV5orkRH9Y5flc76yvmtRrjkj6Irzj6UI3w21ZZYUbURvxxy6NN8351LTxzneP_gd1NrzSYgbeFvz_idv-PRG3tlCs23YaUrgNsA-QufBD58sf0e0fHiZ4U-dWGg5ZSk/s1600/securedownload-1.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_GPDZUY18LS91bV5orkRH9Y5flc76yvmtRrjkj6Irzj6UI3w21ZZYUbURvxxy6NN8351LTxzneP_gd1NrzSYgbeFvz_idv-PRG3tlCs23YaUrgNsA-QufBD58sf0e0fHiZ4U-dWGg5ZSk/s400/securedownload-1.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681345072576358690" /></a><br /><br />Don't skimp on the cheese. A cheap, soapy flavored Swiss does not cut it! Buy the real cave-aged Gruyere. It's a little on the pricey side, but everything else in this recipe is very inexpensive so it balances out.<br /><br />We eat this soup as a main course, but it makes a wonderful appetizer as well. It comes together very quickly in the broiler, and it looks gorgeous. You can make it a day in advance and it tastes even better the second day!Janine Serressequehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01412427896737634158noreply@blogger.com1