Wow. Hygiene standards have certainly declined here at Casa Knit Think.
Look at that! Sushi--raw fish--right on my desk! Have I lost leave of my senses?
It's a stapler! Although from that angle, it sort of looks like a shark. A sushi stapler! An early Christmas gift from a friend who, I fear, knows me too well. Yes, I like the quirky things.
Sorry for no real food. We've certainly eaten, but nothing of particular interest or excitement, as all my cooking energy is being put towards planning the Christmas Eve/Day feasts. How do you spell "standing rib roast/twice baked potatoes/roasted vegetables/rum cake"?
I spell it "nom nom nom."
Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays, everyone! I'll see you in 2009.
My mother, who isn't in the best of health, has had trouble finishing her Christmas shopping. She's relying on me to help her. Finally she suggested that I find something I want and buy it, wrap it, and put it under the tree.
I think she meant something like a shirt. Or a book.
A week or so ago, there was a comic in the paper that caught the fancy of the males at Casa Knit Think.
It was quickly determined that a waffle pancake sandwich sounded like a perfect breakfast, especially if, in the words of Emeril Lagasse, we were to kick it up a notch.
A fabulous breakfast needs a little something extra, don't you think? Like sausage?
Or maybe that's not enough.
A waffle-sausage-pancake sandwich! Yum.
But not done yet.
Scrambled eggs--even better!
But now it's open-faced, and open-faced sandwiches are for wusses.
There we go! A true sandwich now, with Belgian waffles standing in for bread! Lookie--one sandwich can feed a whole family! And there're so many ways to eat it--the Teens each ate their quarter just like they'd eat any other sandwich. DH poured syrup all over his and cut it into chunks. I, being the fastidious one, pulled the eggs and sausage out and ate them separately, because I don't like sweet maple syrup mixed with my savory sausage and eggs. Then I put syrup on the remainders.
Well. Here we are, on Friday, and look--I have no food to show you.
Goodness knows it's not because I haven't eaten. We've worked our way through the Thanksgiving leftovers. I should have taken a few pictures after I made a recipe Carole recommended, using leftover turkey, and it was wonderful--Ruby Tuesday's White Chicken Chili.
But I didn't.
Something strange is happening to me. Something unheard of, unaccustomed, unthinkable, downright miraculous.
I want to bake Christmas cookies.
I know! Take that in! I actually *want* to bake something!
The kids don't quite believe it yet. They've seen the recipes set out on the counter, the grocery list written, the bag from the store. But they're waiting for Saturday, to see if it's true.
Hello! Hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving! We mostly did, other than the several hours spent trying to track down a local company willing to fill my mother's out-of-town oxygen tank. Wow. What a bunch of Grinches. We finally succeeded but--long story. Yucky.
Anyway. I've been knitting! I've knit a couple of finished items lately. First is some dishcloths to send to Debra'sCups of Kindness food-shelf benefit:
Don't know what happened to the color here--the dishcloth is actually a pale aqua. The pattern is here.
Now, I know I said I was done Christmas knitting. Boasted quite loudly about it, in fact. But then I saw this pattern and thought how it would be fun for some colleagues of mine...
What's a girl to do when a fun idea just presents itself to her?