I have to say that I didn’t believe in having Christmas lists until I became an adult. How great is it that you get to give your family a list of things you would like, then you happen to get most of it for Christmas? Of course, giving gifts that are unexpected is wonderful too, but sometimes it’s nice to check a few things off of your personal wish list!
Interesting thing…all of the things on my list this last Christmas were kitchen items! Here is one of the great little tools that has been a valuable addition to my kitchen:
The Chef’n Mixer Spatula from Williams Sonoma.
Can you believe it? It’s a bowl scraper, spatula, and scooper, all in one! Fabulous.
It is even heat resistant up to 650ºF so you can cook with it too.
I love that it scrapes around the electric mixer attachments so nicely, and uses little effort to get the bowl emptied.
I also got a set of WS mini spatulas. They came on a little ring… Red, yellow, green and orange. So cute! They were a welcome addition to the tool drawer since my only remaining baking spatula is gigantic. Now muffin cups and cupcakes will be a breeze!
For the gardener in your family…
They look like chocolate bon bons but they are made from compost and clay!
Daily Grommet says, “Seed balls presented as chocolate truffles. Available in Italian herb selection or assorted tea selection. Place Garden Bon Bons on top of soil, water and watch them grow.”
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For the typophile in your life…
A Helbotica t-shirt from Chop Shop that will melt a font-fanatic heart.
Comes in a rainbow of colors for men or women.
There are times when I want so badly to be positive. I try to look at the situation from many angles in order to come out with something good to say, even if a day turns out to be only 10% of what I hope for.
Well… I must say, Saturday was a tough one. My husband and I have been wanting to take a trek down to quaint little Bell Buckle (and I mean, “downtown” is all of one cute block) that touts an annual art show, sponsored by the local prep Webb School that has been there since 1870. In years past I have seen indications of a juried exhibition, but this year the town was proud to host “over 500 other booths…with something for everyone.”
Silly me, I looked at the web site for the wrong year. Apparently, the Webb School Art & Craft Show used to be a bona fide show, even as recently as 2006, accepting juried applications for “high quality, hand crafted work in the traditional fine craft media.” What happened in the 34th annual show? It turned into a giant festival, flea market, bizarre bazaar of knock-offs, cheap goods and manufactured holiday notions. The art show? It was hidden in the park, and didn’t seem to attract a host of magnificent artisans.
Sorry, Webb School.
Sorry, Bell Buckle.
You need to rename the event, the “Bell Buckle 10% Art and 90% Craftlike Almost-Goods Fair.”
My ounce of positive? We found a very friendly craftsman that made wooden spoons, just around the corner from the doggy hair bows. My lovely spoon and oven rack tool are handmade from South American hardwood.
|my new oven rack tool & spoon
Score! A lovely gentleman (whose name I failed to acquire) also gave us directions to the few artisan booths that were really a part of the Webb School Art Show (you know, hidden in the park). We found a few interesting booths, some good pottery, but not anything we wanted to come home with.
Oh yes, and it was a positively GORGEOUS day spent with my family.
Or maybe I’m a…
wannabe Typophile member
Typography enthusiast? = Typothusiast?
Type A-B-C personality?
Whatever it is, I am that. Here is my latest loved item found online. If you’re a font lover/typophile/typothusiast, you’ll understand!
Green! Honestly, I never realized how much I loved GREEN until I started to see things pop that match my new stuff. I chose these items as my favorites in Anthropologie as I was browsing on the last day of a visit from my friends. I didn’t know my pals were fishing for my preference for a reason!
Maybe you can relate to, or just imagine, having friends that are so close they are family.
The lines get blurred in my family’s culture. I can’t count the number of times I’ve heard the question, “are you all related?” If you spend enough time with someone you start to look like them. Not just hair, clothing, and make-up (all of which has happened over the years)… I’m talking about expressions, mannerisms and vocal intonation. Likes, dislikes, opinion, conviction. What I’m trying to say is that there are people in my life that fit the bill, and I was SO blessed to have them for 5 wonderful days.
I certainly can’t describe the feelings of that bipolar final day together. What I CAN tell you is that I walked away with a fabulous weekend stash! Ok, I really was quite emotional, but I didn’t want to let the violins eek on for too long.
A new Game of Things
! Thanks, Matt & Lani, for introducing us to this game…and for making me laugh so much, it literally hurt.
Thanks, Trish, for the invaluable
advice on the garlic olive oil. Seriously, this has totally changed our lives. Those Vinni bags
were amazing, thanks for bringing the wine! I’ll look for that yummy Frascati, but I’m not holding my breath.
My lovely husband took a trip to the superT and got me the large Green Pan
skillet. Oh, sweet man… Another thing to make my experience in the kitchen even better! (Glad you got the pans, Jen & Priss. Pretty sweet, right?)
See how perfect this timer looks on my fridge, Jannell? By the way, those cute little van Gogh deals are souvenirs from my sister’s latest jaunt to Amsterdam.
Thanks, Jen, for the cute denim dress. Thanks for driving so far by yourself with the kids – and you never complained about being in that tiny room with both of them all weekend. Dude, you’re a rock star mom.
The darling “California mission tile style” measuring cups (from Lani) sit just above my sink. I can be reminded every day of my home state…and my homies.
Thanks for an amazing weekend, girls!
A couple of years ago we rented out our house to do a short stint in my folks home. It helped us lighten our load (our junk piles) as well as our income to debt ratio. When our renters had to break their lease we were ready to move back in, not having found another dwelling in our dream house realm! We returned to a fairly unchanged house, and I found a few jewels in the kitchen that told a stereotypical story of bachelors: camping cookware.
So, believe it or not, for the last couple of years we’ve been using the little cheap-o pan more than any other piece of cookware! Mind you, I own a fantastic set of heavy Calphalon pots and pans that we received as wedding gifts. We hadn’t purchased a tiny pan because I didn’t know we would need one, let alone use one EVERY SINGLE DAY.
Back to the camping pan… I started to get a little put off by little specks of metal showing through the nonstick surface of the pan. Yes, this means that the nonstick substance had been flaking off into our food, or perhaps burning off into the air for us to breathe in. Eeeeeeuwwww.
One day as I perused the cookware aisles of The Big Red T, I found ONE option for a small pan that didn’t have teflon on its surface.
Enter: Green Pan.
Wow! Talk about non-stick! This baby is so slick you could almost fry without any grease. The instructions actually tell you to use cooking oil in order to brown the food. Perfect made-to-order eggs, slip-n-slide fried rice, and boy howdy…NO teflon!