Party Chips

At a neighborhood Christmas party, I ate the best chips I ever had in my life.  I could not stop eating them and it was a little embarrassing.  Fortunately, the hostess, who made them, graciously shared the method with me as she carved a ham, found more napkins, and otherwise tried to host a party with me begging at her elbow.

I don't know the name for these chips and I don't know exact amounts.  However, all the elements are delicious, so I eyeballed it when I re-created it at home and it was wonderful.

Spread ruffled chips on a baking sheet.

Mix together room temperature blue cheese, cream cheese (I used slightly more blue cheese) and a splash of cream until it's the texture of yogurt and you can dollop it over the chips.

Here the hostess told me to bake the chips/cheese at 400 until they're hot, but I'm not sure that does much flavor or texture wise.

Then, sprinkle the chips/cheese with chopped fresh rosemary and chopped toasted walnuts. Drizzle with balsamic reduction.  You can buy this (she waved the bottle at me) or you can just boil down some balsamic vinegar until it's syrupy.  But be careful:  mine went a little too far and started to turn into candy.

This deterred none of us.  I am now waiting until I have a big enough grocery list to buy more chips to make it again.  It may be party food to some, but I'm hoping it will count as breakfast, lunch, and dinner for a while.

Should we name these chips?  That would be handy for conversation when my children ask what's for breakfast. . .

A New Ironing Board Cover

Between sewing and wearing cotton clothes, I iron a lot.  So my ironing board covers get scorched, stained, and grimy after a while.  They're pretty cheap to buy, I must say, but it's much easier for me to make a new one from my stash.  

This is my method (Zoë, this is the tutorial - my apologies for its paucity):

1.  Remove scorched cover.
2.  Flop it on a length of fabric.  I usually use cotton, but Rebecca pointed out that vintage sheets work beautifully and I think it's probably the polyester in there.  An all-cotton ironing board cover tends to grab at the ironing.
3.  Trace the cover with a generous seam allowance, taking note that the cover needs to curl down under the edges of the ironing board.
4.  Sew the new cover onto the old cover.  Get as prissy as you want about it, but the seam should be pretty much drawn tight and hidden under the ironing board.  I usually tuck the raw edge under as I sew along, keeping above the drawstring so I can use it for the new cover.
5.  Put the fresh cover on the ironing board, cinching down the drawstring and using the ironing board elastics (like these) if you have some.  The ironing board cover in these photos also utilized diaper pins underneath.

random cute photo of my sis and my girl

Please add any tips you have for making ironing board covers in the comments.  My covers are functional, but definitely make-do.

A Long-Enough Skirt for the Tall Girl

Turns out, I can't buy skirts anymore that are long enough for my tall girl.  They hit her at mid-thigh, which I consider a mini-skirt.  Is this the gateway to tween fashion, perhaps?

So I have made her a new school skirt.  It's fine-wale stretch corduroy from JoAnn's (bought with a 40% off coupon, of course).

Even with the stretch, I still had to add a little elastic to the back waistband.  Little girls do not have hips for the skirt to rest on, so they need elastic or suspenders.  Or surrender to the jumper.

She wears a little pair of knit shorts under the skirt.  I asked her if I should use matching yellow thread or another color to sew them.  She thought hot pink would be pretty, and now she calls them her pink lemonade shorts.  I put a little hot pink heart in the back waistband as a "tag" so she knows which way to put them on.  This is my favorite detail of making clothes for my kids!

I'm planning to make her a skort next, because it's so handy for her to slip on one piece of clothing instead of two.  I'll use a shorts pattern and then add a pleated flap to the front.

Homemade Play Dough

Since the summer cooking lessons, Genevieve and I have not done much deliberate work together in the kitchen. School took over our lives.  Occasionally, she would fry the breakfast eggs or help with a baking project, but mostly, she didn't ask and I didn't insist.

 

Now, we are having a very snowy winter on top of Christmas vacation on top of my joblessness, so we've had lots of time at home.  Cooking together is back!  Genevieve has mastered macaroni and cheese (more on that later) and homemade play dough.

I confess that this is the first time I have ever made play dough, which seems strange for a thrifty mom.  But the commercial stuff seemed to always appear in our house through party favors, grandparents, and teachers, so I never needed to make it.

I must say, play dough is a great way to get kids in the kitchen.  There's very little cooking involved, but there's fun measuring and mixing and then, the payoff, lots of cookie cutter and rolling pin play with the final product. 

Also, Genevieve got to use the food coloring which is banished from our everyday food (and water - my kids would dearly love to drink colored water) and hides timidly in the cupboard for birthday icing.

We laughed ourselves silly over the crime scene face.

I can't find the precise recipe we used, but it seemed fairly standard after I had looked several up (and note: alum and cream of tartar can be used interchangeably as the preservative that keeps the dough soft).  I even came across edible play dough recipes.  Maybe that will be the next snow day project.

Favorite Winter Fruit Salad

This is the first year I am consciously trying to use up my canned and preserved goodies.  Apparently I am a hoarder.  After several years of counting and recording the jars that made it through the winter, I wanted to try and make my counting job real easy by eating everything up before June. So we have been enjoying fruit salad around here!

Christmas morning breakfast, with Grandma's bread and eggnog

I adore fruit salads and I used to only eat fruit salads when someone else made them because I thought they had to include a plethora of ingredients (like smoothies). So much work!  But no. 

My friend Laura brought over a delicious 3-ingredient fruit salad for a play date and I've been replicating it ever since:  diced canned peaches, frozen/defrosted blueberries, sliced bananas.  The flavors are perfectly balanced, although I have occasionally tossed a chopped orange in there, too. 

And it's simple enough to throw together even on a school morning, but special enough for a company dessert with cookies.  And I'm happily, deliberately, using up my frozen blueberries and home canned peaches. 

I'm curious if you make fruit salads and how you do it.  Surely we have regional approaches and we could all learn some new tricks.

Brown Snow

Genevieve is reading the Little House books (to herself: a milestone), and she begged to make snow candy like Laura and Mary did.

I did a little research and heated up maple syrup with butter to 220 F and let the children pour it over clean snow in pans.  I expected the snow to harden it into caramels, but instead, we got sweet watery stuff. I was disgusted, but the children enjoyed it with spoons.

 

 

An informal survey of some other moms revealed the same results. I'm not tempted to try snow candy again! And Genevieve is already braiding strips of cloth to make a rug. . .

Christmas Bookmarks

I made scads of these bookmarks and gave them away to almost everyone on my list.  I only photographed a few, however, due to the lassitude of my December. (I also sewed a red-and-white striped infinity scarf for my sister-in-law and hotpads for my mother-in-law, but alas, no photos)

 

I adore making these bookmarks because each one is a chance to play with color and texture and takes maybe 15 minutes to make.  You can see the possibilities here, right?  Some sort of fabric medallion attached to an elastic loop.  I used felt and a pinking shears, but it could easily be patchwork, a quilted scrap, lace, or leather.  A useful way to use up tiny, pretty scraps!

Genevieve has yet to use hers in a book. 

I saw her reading Barbie in space (ugh) tonight.  As a treat for Christmas vacation, I took the children to the library and let them check out as many books as they wanted to carry home.  And I didn't say no like I usually do to trashy books, baby books, or books that we already own.  They were jubilant and I was grinning as they struggled their bags of books home.