brontosaurus pies

You know what's great?

When the freezers break at the PCC and your neighbor happens to be there for the mass dispersal of all tubs of ice cream and bags of frozen fruit. When that happens, your neighbor invites you over for ice cream (cuz he has 5 containers full of it), and you end up leaving his house full of creamy goodness AND with two enormous bags in hand--one filled with raspberries and one filled with sliced peaches. You promise to use the frozen fruit for good (not evil) and make pies for the neighborhood. (Okay, one pie for the neighbors and one for you.)
Then you do. And because the pie crust recipe is for a 10 inch pie plate and you make two double crust recipes, you have LOTS of all butter dough left and you can cut out as many brontosaurus shapes as you want and put them on top of the pies and make bronto-cookies too. The all-butter pie crust dough puffs up and gets flaky just like a real biscuit and it all tastes so good.

Unbirthday party

So this weekend, post-Turkey Day festivities, I made a meal for a friend who is bed ridden trying to keep her little one, Piper, in her cozy womb for another two weeks. I treated them to good old fashion Midwest comfort food--wild rice soup made with leftover Turkey Day turkey and challah. (Okay, no one in the Midwest eats challah except Jewish people, but whatever. It's SO YUMMY.) Plus I dug out the silly (so bad for you) chocolate cake recipe with the frosting that's 98.9% butter. Damn that cake is good, but it is SO not attractive. Whatever. Beauty, in this case, isn't only frosting deep.

I even pulled out my fancy decoration kit and frosted my way to this message:

In honor of Piper's up-and-coming arrival to the air-breathing world, I also knit her a hello present. She is not, however, allowed to come out and wear the hello present until she is fully baked. (see above cake message).

This year has been the year of the BOY (everyone is having boys) that I was thrilled to finally use up a bit more of my leftover colon yarn (from the knitted digestive system I made oh so many months ago). I'm all for gender ambiguity, but there's just no excuse for putting a baby boy in colon pink.
At long last, the hat and booties can be shown (hidden until now to remain a surprise to Piper's parents, the lovely Aaron & Elise.)

And because I'm a big show off, here's the front of the card. PGC are the baby's initials, ya'll. And you can't tell, but there is the CUTEST little bee charm dangling on pretty thread between the G & the C.


There are also a number of other really exciting things in the works, which I can't show you because it will ruin Santa's surprises. Alas, wait until December 26th. You can make it. In the mean time, go test your vocabulary AND feed some people here.

Type One: Grid Exercise III (final)

Finally! Here's number 4: must incorporate an image (either black and white or duotone).

This is the final point in the manifesto, and maybe my favorite. Also, I'm pretty proud of my use of the diagonal line in the grid. Oh yeah.