Monthly Archives: May 2012

A Quick Non – Finish

I sort of finished a sweater for Oona.

As in, it’s done but she won’t let me have it back long enough to properly block it.

The pattern is called Boheme, and I used Juniper Moon Farm’s Sabine.  It knit up super fast, and I added two little i-cord flowers, similar to the Boheme sweater that was gifted to Oona in December by our friend Suzy Q.

The buttons were some adorable Jemima Puddleduck ones I found at JoAnns ages ago, and was thrilled to finally have something that matched so perfectly!

Hopefully at some point it will get blocked so I can get a decent picture of the lace portion on the bottom.


Tagged: Knitting

Spicy Pickled Aparagus

Asparagus is my absolute fav green vegetable. I like it steamed, roasted, grilled, wrapped in prosciutto. I like asparagus in served any way you can think of so long as it isn’t overcook. Overcooked asparagus should be classified as a crime against humanity. Properly cooked asparagus should have some snap to it, which is why asparagus pickles are a very, very good idea. My recipe is based on Marisa’s from Food in Jars. (Marisa’s was based on the recipe from Putting Up. Circle of life, y’all.)

Never pickled anything? No worries! Pickling only sounds complicated. It’s actually easy-peasy and the rewards more than make up for the hour or so it will take you to make them.

Here’s what you’ll need:

2 pounds asparagus
1 1/2  cups vinegar (half apple cider vinegar, half white vinegar)
1 1/2 cups water
1 tablespoons kosher salt
2 tablespoons pickling spice
2 tablespoon red hot chili flakes (optional)
6 garlic cloves, peeled
4 slices of lemon
4 dried chilis (also optional)
2 quart canning jars, sterilized

Start by trimming your asparagus. You want it to be about a half inch shorter than your jars so that they will fit. Trim off the ends, reserving them for asparagus soup if you like.

Now you’re ready to blanch the asparagus. Blanching just means plunging the asparagus into boiling water very, very briefly, then submerging into a ice bath to stop the cooking. I’ve found the best way to do this is to bring a large pot of water to a boil on the stove. While waiting for the water to come to a boil, fill the sink with water and add lots ice. (This is a great time to clean out the ice maker.)

When the water is at a rolling boil, remove it from the stovetop and place it on the counter beside the ice-filled sink. Working in batches, drop the asparagus in to the pot and remove with tongs immediately to the ice bath. Continue until all the asparagus has been blanched, the remove from the ice bath to a tea towel to dry.

Place the lemon slices, garlic cloves and dried chills into the sterilized jars. Pack the asparagus into the jars, dividing them evenly. Bring the vinegars, water, salt, pickling spice and red pepper flakes to a vigorous boil on the stove, then pour the pickling liquid into the jars, covering the asparagus but leaving a little head room at the top.

At this point you can either allow the jars to cool and pop them in the refrigerator or process them in a hot water bath for 10 minutes. Either way, wait at least 24 hours before devouring.

Knitting: Good for Your Health

Spiders.  Flying.  Toilets.  You name it.  No matter how bizarre, I was probably afraid of it.  It was a terrible way of going through life, and it hit a boiling point right around my sophomore year of college - on September 11, 2001.  When so many people were experiencing loss and the trauma of the images they'd seen on tv, I feared random acts to the point, I was afraid to leave my home (a tiny little private dormitory).  And in fact, I didn't...for an entire month.  Somehow, I had been scared from generalized anxiety to PTSD.  After years of doctors and many therapy sessions, being told to relax did not help.  


And then one day, I stumbled across my mother's stash of yarn.  I picked out this fuzzy black yarn.  I hadn't done any knitting in a couple of years, so I fumbled over a cast on and knit myself a scarf in one sitting.  The world had melted away and nothing else mattered.


Fast forward another few years and countless projects later.  I finally figured out why knitting commands so much from me.  It changed my life.  When I couldn't meditate on my own, repeating k2 p2 in my head as I finished each row of a ribbing, I was, in a sense, meditating.  If I focused enough, I could lose myself in the fiber.  So, no matter how many battles I had to fight with horrible bosses, unruly patients, or my husband, I could calm myself with knitting.


I'm proud to say that eleven years after that turning point, my panic attacks are few and far between, PTSD is a thing of the past, and I'm starting to claw my way in to the fiber arts industry.  Standing in the shadows is not an option for me anymore.  


I have been groomed for greatness my whole life, it's about time I finally got there.  Even if it's only in my own eyes.  Starting this business will hopefully only be the beginning.  What has knitting done for you?

Knitting: Good for Your Health

Spiders.  Flying.  Toilets.  You name it.  No matter how bizarre, I was probably afraid of it.  It was a terrible way of going through life, and it hit a boiling point right around my sophomore year of college - on September 11, 2001.  When so many people were experiencing loss and the trauma of the images they'd seen on tv, I feared random acts to the point, I was afraid to leave my home (a tiny little private dormitory).  And in fact, I didn't...for an entire month.  Somehow, I had been scared from generalized anxiety to PTSD.  After years of doctors and many therapy sessions, being told to relax did not help.  


And then one day, I stumbled across my mother's stash of yarn.  I picked out this fuzzy black yarn.  I hadn't done any knitting in a couple of years, so I fumbled over a cast on and knit myself a scarf in one sitting.  The world had melted away and nothing else mattered.


Fast forward another few years and countless projects later.  I finally figured out why knitting commands so much from me.  It changed my life.  When I couldn't meditate on my own, repeating k2 p2 in my head as I finished each row of a ribbing, I was, in a sense, meditating.  If I focused enough, I could lose myself in the fiber.  So, no matter how many battles I had to fight with horrible bosses, unruly patients, or my husband, I could calm myself with knitting.


I'm proud to say that eleven years after that turning point, my panic attacks are few and far between, PTSD is a thing of the past, and I'm starting to claw my way in to the fiber arts industry.  Standing in the shadows is not an option for me anymore.  


I have been groomed for greatness my whole life, it's about time I finally got there.  Even if it's only in my own eyes.  Starting this business will hopefully only be the beginning.  What has knitting done for you?

Fiber Play

While I am still plugging away on my Daybreak and Brock’s birthday socks, and pretty much letting the Birds and Dinos Cardigan languish, I have been having many other ideas of what to do with yarn lately.

Some involved turning a new find

into some new yarns

and turning a sweater that’s too big,

into a big pile of pure potential

Sunday By The Lake …

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Campground Wisteria …

The Graduate

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We’ve had a string of graduations in the family for the last several years and this week it was my sister’s turn to graduate from nursing school. I know she’s worked very hard and hopefully it won’t be long at all before she can start a satisfying and rewarding career.

50 cent fix

I am forever reaching for the twine to truss up a chicken or a pork loin when my hands are covered in cooking goo. By drilling a hole in the top of a mason jar and threading the end of the twine through, you can pull out what you need without gunking up the rest of the ball. Say adios to dirty kitchen twine, y’all.

Help Us = Win Yarn

It’s very rare that words elude me but I have to say, I am stumped. I am trying to come up with the right word for an important project and it’s driving me bananas! Last night I dreamed about flipping through the pages of the dictionary, y’all.

I need a word (or short phrase) that describes the current movement towards gardening, cooking, DIY, crafting, etc. I am rejecting “homesteading” and “urban homesteading” both because the word “homestead” is inherently racist and because I don’t think it really describes the majority of my readers and customers. (Too 70s. Too granola.)

“Self-sufficent” is neither catchy nor true- even those of us with giant gardens can’t come close to claiming self-sufficiency. “DIYers” seems too closely tied to home improvement to serve the purpose. I’ve always thought “crafters” was slightly deeming and it only covers a fraction of what I’m trying to describe.

So what do you call the well-read, thoughtful people who are making deliberate decisions to grow their own food, sew their own clothes, maybe keep a couple of hens or beehives while maintaining a serious profession and living in the city or suburbs? There needs to be a word for these people and I can’t find it.

EDITED TO ADD: Keep in mind that it will work best if the word can be used as a noun, a la homesteaders, crafters, intentionalists (clearly I made that one up.)

So I’m turning to you, my well-read, thoughtful readers, for help. And I’m prepared to pay for the perfect word, in the currency that knitters and crocheters like best- yarn, and lots of it. $300 worth, to be exact.

Here’s how it works:

Leave your suggestion in the comments section of this post. One entry per person and only one suggestion per comment. (In other words, you can’t just throw up a bunch of half-assed suggestions.)  Entries with more than one suggestion will be disqualified, because it violates the rules and without rules, chaos. UPDATED TO ADD: I am dropping the “one suggestion per person” rule because we still aren’t quite there and I want y’all to keep thinking and coming up with ideas. So consider the floodgates OPENED.

The deadline for entering is 11:59 p.m. EST on Tuesday, May 22. Entries posted after that date and time will not be considered.

The winner will be chosen by me, with help from Caroline, Zac and Carrie. The first poster of the winning word or phrase will be declared the winner. The winner gives JMF permission to use their entry in any way we see fit.  The winner will receive an enormous amount of yarn and will probably roll around in it when it arrives at his/her house. Photos of said rolling would be appreciated but are not required.

Ready…set…GO!