Packing up and moving...

My son has influenced me to move my blog over to patchworkoflife.wordpress.com. I do like their templates, and I'll be able to use some of the great pictures we have as a header. So...same content...different place! Looking forward to seeing you there!

http://patchworkoflife.wordpress.com

Make it from scratch...pancakes!

Today at breakfast, while we were eating our pancakes, I told the kids that when we first married, I was using Bisquick to make pancakes. I characterized them as big, fat, and ugly. One Saturday we were hosting a pancake breakfast at the house for a small group, and I ran out of Bisquick. Betty Crocker, what do I do? I got out the trusty red cookbook, and set to work making pancakes from scratch. I probably didn't have any buttermilk in the house, but I might have used sour milk (made with vinegar).

Needless to say, I had saved the best for last, and we never looked back...at the Bisquick box. I transformed myself into a buttermilk cook like my mother, and now we have made from scratch, whole wheat pancakes on a regular basis. Very easy, and oh, so tasty!

Here's a recipe in case Betty Crocker doesn't live at your house. I like my pancakes pretty thin, so if you like fat ones, use the same amount of flour and buttermilk.

Buttermilk Pancakes

1 1/2 cups buttermilk
1 egg
2 T. oil ---beat these ingredients with a whisk, then add:
1 1/4 cups whole wheat flour, pastry or regular
1 t. baking powder
1/2 t. baking soda
1/2 t. salt
Mix with whisk until smooth.
Bake on preheated griddle (325 degrees on my electric skillet) until bubbles form, then flip carefully. Makes 12-14 4" pancakes.

Deja vu? or maybe not...

I invited Mother and my sister down for hamburgers Friday night. When we eat together, it's much more likely that we do so at Mother's, but I thought it would be good for them to get out. Mother walked in the door, and was amazed at all the books, just like all the other visitors who have never been at my house. She said, "I don't think I remember being in your house before!"

Mother has been to my house many times...just one of the pieces of memory that have fluttered away like a butterfly in the wind...

However, we had a great time, and it really didn't matter if she thought she'd ever been here before! I got out some single quilt blocks I'd made, and we admired them. She said quilting skipped a generation with her, but I reminded her that she's always loved quilts, just never got around to making very many of them. That love of geometric patchwork definitely passed on to me.

Make it from scratch!

Recently, I had plenty of laundry to do, and I remembered how I was really needing a new clothespin bag. I'd already worn out one from Goodwill, another from Wal-mart, and now the plastic bag the clothespins came it was in shreds. I really didn't feel like a long involved sewing project, so I just grabbed a pair of jeans my son had outgrown, whacked off the legs, and sewed across where I had just cut with a zigzag stitch. Voila--a clothespin bag! I used ribbon to tie it onto my laundry basket, through the belt loops. I was finished in 15 minutes, and ready to launder the world. My son thought it was cool--"Was that my jeans?"

What's Quilter Mom been up to this summer?

This has been the summer of baby quilts. Four babies born, four quilts to make! Here's a close-up picture of one. I think these smiley suns are just the cutest thing--and I made this one from scraps! Of course, now I have almost no yellow scraps, but plenty of blues left. The other boy quilt was a farm theme, with black and red gingham, and applique blocks featuring Overall Sam and some quirky black-headed sheep. The girl quilts were scrappy nine patches set on point, one with sea green background, and the other with graduated shades of pink. They turned out nice, considering I didn't go to the store and buy a bunch of expensive coordinating fabrics!