Okay, so we don't exactly have a day to celebrate having potato pancakes but three out of the four of us currently at home like them very much. I recently started serving them with a stew of beef, onions, and carrots. To add to the interest, I place a slice of Provolone cheese on each potato pancake while it is hot and then ladle on the stew mixture. It was an instant favorite. The family now watches the leftovers because that is where I make this particular potato pancake.
I like the shredded, raw potato pancakes, too, but enjoy having something to cook that uses up the mashed potato leftovers. Okay, okay, enough torture! I have started throwing a couple of extra potatoes in the pot to insure we have leftovers!
The hot weather is settling in more definitely so any meal that can be cooked entirely on the stove, is considered extra tasty.
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Happy Sunday Morning!
"Blessed are the children of the piecemakers for they shall inherit the quilts!"
Glad my family feels this way about my quilting pasttime! There has been some mention about the fact that quilting does keep me out of trouble.
Yesterday proved to be a productive day which included some catch-up work on various quilting projects. I actually finished one . . . completely! I'm making two quilts for a couple I know. The fabric and pattern are basically the same but I'm using some feminine touches for the wife's while maintaining the bolder colors and patterns for the husband's. I'm excited that one of the two Christmas gifts are done and the second one is being worked on already.
Time is just flying by so I am turning my thoughts and ideas towards Christmas. Still need to maintain a small amount of income so am making religious Christmas stockings, again, this year. They sold pretty well, last year. It is humbling to think that something I made is in states across the country.
Tomorrow, my husband, son, and friend are finally filling in an ex-pool hole in the backyard. The estimate is that they will each end up moving 44 barrows of dirt before the task is complete. I will be the encouraging party as the dirt will be dumped on our driveway and will definitely not add to the curb appeal of our home . . . that, and the fact it will block access to the garage! Pictures will soon be forthcoming on this adventure.
Another Sunday morning and it seems like it was just a Sunday morning. The flight of time often scares me a bit so I try and remember to be thankful that I am here to participate in the beginning of another week . . . even if it includes the advent of a dump truck of dirt tomorrow. :-)
Glad my family feels this way about my quilting pasttime! There has been some mention about the fact that quilting does keep me out of trouble.
Yesterday proved to be a productive day which included some catch-up work on various quilting projects. I actually finished one . . . completely! I'm making two quilts for a couple I know. The fabric and pattern are basically the same but I'm using some feminine touches for the wife's while maintaining the bolder colors and patterns for the husband's. I'm excited that one of the two Christmas gifts are done and the second one is being worked on already.
Time is just flying by so I am turning my thoughts and ideas towards Christmas. Still need to maintain a small amount of income so am making religious Christmas stockings, again, this year. They sold pretty well, last year. It is humbling to think that something I made is in states across the country.
Tomorrow, my husband, son, and friend are finally filling in an ex-pool hole in the backyard. The estimate is that they will each end up moving 44 barrows of dirt before the task is complete. I will be the encouraging party as the dirt will be dumped on our driveway and will definitely not add to the curb appeal of our home . . . that, and the fact it will block access to the garage! Pictures will soon be forthcoming on this adventure.
Another Sunday morning and it seems like it was just a Sunday morning. The flight of time often scares me a bit so I try and remember to be thankful that I am here to participate in the beginning of another week . . . even if it includes the advent of a dump truck of dirt tomorrow. :-)
This brought a definite smile to my face . . .
Men marry women with the hope they will never change. Women marry men with the hope they will change. Invaribly they are both disappointed.
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