



Oh joy! I finally got my shipment from Rose Mountain Herbs yesterday and I couldn't wait to get home and make a batch of lip balm - woohoo! I melted the following ingredients into my tin using the double boiling method - it took awhile for the beeswax to melt, but I think it came out pretty well:
I just started a new cardigan pattern, nevermind the fact that I have three more sweaters on the back burner, waiting to be finished. The reason why I have so many sweaters waiting is because I mostly knit on the subway to and from work (3 hours a day!), and there are certain things you can and cannot do on a subway. Knitting on a circular needle, you can do. Following a crazy cable pattern is sometimes possible (although you get a bit dizzy from trying to keep your eye on the pattern while the train is swaying and grumpy people are trying to squish you, hehe). Sewing in seams - I am sure you can do that on a
train if you really wanted, but probably won't work out that well! Because there are so many small but important things that you can't do on the subway, my sweaters inevitably get neglected, although I have no excuse for ignoring my River Forest Gansey from Hand Knit Holidays (the red sweater at the top right of this post). I started this in October of 2007. It was the first time I ever followed a pattern of any sort and I was nervous - this created a problem for me later, because the back of the sweater is MUCH smaller than the front, the reason being that I was so tense that I was knitting much tighter than I usually knit. In t
he end, I managed to sew the pieces together, and I hope blocking it will fix the sizing problem. Oh, and I have to finish making the sleeves. Then there's the green Starsky (see left), which has also been sewn together recently. I'm on sleeve #2, but it's the first time I have ever picked up stitches for a sleeve, and I didn't know when/where I should start the decreases so I've had to put it on every couple of rows to make it look like something wearable. I've also discovered that when you pick up stitches for the sleeve, you don't get much room for the top of the shoulder, so it's a bit tighter than I would like - from this experience, I think that picking up stitches, albeit easier, does not make for a good fitting sweater, unless I'm doing something wrong... Then there's my second try at the Platinum pattern (brown sweater at right). I made it a size bigger than my previous attempt - this is an easy knit on the subway, except that I am getting to the point where I have to use two balls of yarn to do the front collar. One of these days I will get it all done - by the time sweater season comes, I hope!
home, as I had zero trust in my navigating abilities. The plan was quickly derailed, as I discovered that I had to cut through people's junk yards, circumvent major highways, and wade through large thickets of random itchy looking weeds. The ever trusty boyfriend, who has supreme confidence in his ability to find his way around, got us hopelessly lost (of course)! When we eventually found the subway station, we found that we only travelled about three stops in a span of an hour (see Sheepshead Bay Station, on your left). We got onto the train, resigning ourselves as directionally challenged, and after two stops, discovered there was a malfunction on a station further down, and thus we were going to be held in the station for an indeterminate amount of time. Having gotten some renewed energy from sitting around and waiting, we decided to give it another go at walking, and ended up going all the way home without getting lost again. On the way back from the station to home, we passed by a lot of Russian bakeries and grocery stores. We walked into one randomly (I was getting hungry from all of the walking), when I saw the huge pile of beets in the corner. For one reason or another (probably hunger), I was inspired to buy 5 lbs worth, to make what else: Borscht! The only time I ever had Borscht was in the Jewish part of our neighborhood, where I ate a lot of delicious things that I will never know the
name or contents of, as no one there spoke English well enough to explain the food to me! With my trusty Joy of Cooking book bought from the great book store in NYC, I went about making my soup. By the end of it, my kitchen looked like a murder scene from all of the beet juice flying everywhere, but for a first attempt, it didn't taste as disasterous as I thought it might possiblity be. Not that I am an expert on Eastern European cooking by any stretch of the imagination... And although it looks a little gruesome to look at, it is full vegetable goodness and makes up for the fact that I have been eating nothing but Dove chocolate squares when I'm at work...
I am always weary of avid wine and cheese connoisseurs for their excessive use of metaphors and obscure adjectives, but was inspired to be a cheese and wine evangelist for a brief moment when I had Stilton cheese with Mango and Ginger for the first time yesterday, as well as some Vinho Verde a.k.a. "green" wine at a Portuguese restaurant for my birthday a couple of weeks ago. Being the offspring of two chefs, I am admittedly somewhat of a food snob, but never really ventured into wine and cheese territory, as my real or imagined allergy to alcohol (chronicled here) has prevented me from drinking much, and my like for cheese has been limited to the very bland (pepperjack, mozzarella, cheddar, and brie come to mind, although I don't mind feta and Parmesan in small amounts). Therefore, I was surprised/horrified to learn that Stilton is well known for their blue cheeses, as that is one of few things that I am not jumping to stomach. Upon further reading, I learned that the mango and ginger cheese is a White Stilton, meaning that it doesn't have the blue mold that is characteristic of the blue cheeses, so I guess it doesn't really count as me eating blue cheese. Whew. Either way, I have to say that the Mango and Ginger is not anything I've ever tasted before - it was sweet, and really creamy - a bit like cream cheese but a hundred times better so I am not doing it justice. It also had big chunks of mango in it - yum! Not as exciting, but still good was the Vinho Verde; it was sweet, but also had a kick to it that was almost like carbonation. It reminded me a bit of Riesling, which most restaurants don't seem to carry very much. It didn't exactly go with my chicken gizzard appetizer, but that's a whole other story! Anyway, it's worth a try, even for the unadventurous palate.
Yes, it looks very utilitarian, phone-orderish, and not chic at all, but I insist on its coolness. That is because it is made out of a hard, shiny, water-resistant material, to hold my ever increasing amount of toiletries, the most important one being my porcelain neti pot. By the way, if you are not converts to the phenomenon of the neti pot already, I have to emphasize that it is a necessary survival tool for those who live in the city and/or have really bad allergies and sinus infections! Admittedly, the idea of putting a teapot full of salt water in your nose in not very pretty; just go to YouTube and put in "Neti Pot," to see the grossness, but those who survive the first or second go of it (it feels like you are drowning in the ocean the first time you do it, and absolute heaven thereafter) it becomes an absolute staple of one's routine. It is so much of an addiction that I have to take it with me wherever I go, including weekend excursions. Hence the need for a hard case to tote along my little snot pot, as I have lovingly named it. Please take my word for it - try it a couple of times, and you too, will be a believer. Then throw away the benadryl forever!
It's slightly too big for my taste, but then again, I was wearing it during a heat wave so I am surely being biased! I have to say that I have been very productive to