Go check out the site for
Love That Boy, an independent film by Andrea Dorfman. (Warning: Flash required, but it's a cool site.) The main character is a real DIY type, and the site has a section called "Phoebe's how-tos" full of great projects (including, yes, one of mine). It looks like a great film, but it looks like it'll be showing for the Canadian audience only (lucky!).
knithappens.com the site for Debbie Stoller's fabulous new knittting book
Stitch 'n Bitch: The Knitter's Handbook is up. You can preview all the designs in the book, which are so cool you're gonna swoon, and there is a listing for the book tour -- and look! it's coming here to Seattle at
Hilltop Yarn on November 3rd!
Super thanks to
Ellen for the heads up! (Ellen has a pattern in the book, congratulations Ellen!)
About two days ago I was walking down the street thinking that what I
really want for Christmas are some of those foods I grew up with which I cannot find around here - a case of 50/50 (a
lemony grapefruity soda) and a bottle of Stadium Mustard. So I was pleased (ok, I squealed a little) when I saw in the latest Real Simple that you can order my Cleveland mustard from
stadiummustard.com. A few other things in the issue which caught my attention - that
my favorite cork screw didn't make it into the groups of ones recommended, and the suggestion to use toupee tape to hem pants.
It was requested that I make a batch of
pumpkin seed candy, as it was a hit last year, so I'm digging up the recipe.
Now that I live in an area even more damp than before, I'm going to take the advice to place one of those dessicant packs of silica gel in storage with my sewing machines. However, I'm not planning on buying shoes any time soon, and I'm not quite willing to raid Payless for a dozen or so packets.
Litter Pearls to the rescue.
Squibnocket shared a recipe for an autumn sausage dish which looks delicious --
sausage, appple and cabbage skillet. Yummm.
The last time I chopped onions (using those instructions in the Everyday Food magazine even) I was preparing a pretend nice dinner, which meant I was cooking for no special reason, and decided to play Dress Up, including applying makeup, something which is becoming increasingly rare. I tried every trick I knew to keep the onions from making me cry, I turned on the gas burner, lit a candle, opened windows. Within seconds tears were streaming onto my cheeks, making my Very Black eyeliner and mascara slide nearly to my chin in a good two minute faux crying session. This is why I think Ugly Green Chair is a
genius.