Thinking about the photo challenge “Assemble” and with every good intention (and we know about that) to join the challenge, I took pictures while I made Valentine’s Day cookies for my neighbors. It’s past the deadline, but I thought I could still share my pictures of making sour cream sugar cookies!
Wishing I could send you each a plate of cookies!
“Layer” is the word for Frank’s photo challenge this week. My sweet tooth got the final vote this afternoon: six-layer bars (aka dream bars).
Melted butter disappears into the graham cracker crumb layer. Chocolate chips, pecans and coconut can be seen in all three pictures. The gooey-ness of the third photo is the sweetened condensed milk.
Snow drift through the sun room window. Glad for the sun. Not so glad for the wind – except to see the fabulous shapes being sculpted. Photo: TLClark.
My beloved suggested I could write about Cabin Fever. We’ve reached the age where “better safe than sorry” guides decisions. We’ve both driven enough miles on snow/ice covered interstates or in gusty cold winds to know that snow/ice covered plus gusty cold winds is a recipe for disaster. So we’ve rescheduled today’s appointments in Iowa City which were the rescheduled appointments from yesterday.
What to do?
Photo: TLClark.
This puzzle was a challenge the first time around – not sure why we decided to do it again. Photo: TLClark.
Clockwise from top right: a) Hand sew the binding on scrappy strip quilt. b) Free motion quilt the butterfly quilt. c) Add sashing to the finished blocks and join them into a quilt top. d) Start an entirely new project using fabric from the bins in the corner. Photo: TLClark.
What would you add to the list? What would choose first?
My mother made bread in my childhood. From scratch. Using yeast, water, sugar, shortening, salt and flour. I suspect it was to save money.
My father has taken up bread making in his retirement. From scratch. Apparently his first efforts fell a bit flat. He’s learned to knead the dough more than he thought was needed. He’ll tell you all about the science of it if you ask.
Mom says Dad makes bread like his mother did – by feel. There was a recipe in the beginning. Some experimentation. Another recipe. More experimentation. Some research. Now he adds an egg and sour cream. The dough makes great cinnamon rolls; though it’s a bit unorthodox for dinner rolls.
Bread baking. For the necessity of feeding the body. For the joy of feeding the spirit.
Dad with caramel rolls. Photo: TLClark. 12/2018
Another LQQK 