It’s been a crazy week here at the Button house, a lot of serious family goings-on, and now as things begin to calm, I’m realizing that my silly little blog got neglected in the process! Because of all the goings, I don’t have too much to share – I’ve knitted almost a whole sock and done a little more on the embroidery I’ve been showing you (only four more words to go!), but neither are at terribly photo-worthy points right now.
So just to say a little hello, so you don’t forget me out there, I wanted to pop in and share a few things with you. Also, a pretty awesome thing happened last night – Ms. Bari J., of the lovely fabric and the new-and-great We Love French Knots (and whose beautiful boards I also just found and followed on Pinterest, so I’m sure she thinks I’m stalking her now – hi Bari! I swear I’m not a stalker!) mentioned MY BLOG on Twitter. ME! Swoon! That’s a pretty darn big deal for me, and I thank her heartily for the attention. I hope some new people (hi!) have stopped by and liked what they saw. I promise to try and keep interesting things up here for you all to look at.
In the meantime, here’s a few vintage / charity shop pretties to keep your eyes entertained. The dishes were found at a semi-local shop that I like to visit any time I’m able, and aren’t they precious? I’m gathering up quite a collection of vintage plates, but I just can’t resist them! I really need soup bowls and that sort of thing, but who could pass up these gorgeous green plates? Just imagine them with a piece of fluffy white cake, or a perfect little cupcake. Yum.
The doilies were something I’ve been looking for for months – would you ever think old doilies would be something difficult to find?? I saw this doily lampshade and wanted to make it immediately — I really thought I’d just walk around the corner and grab a pile and ready for action. I’ve been volunteering at a local charity sorting warehouse for a while now and mostly you sort junk, but sometimes you find treasures. When a stack of doilies came out of the bag I was sorting a few weeks ago, my heart stopped. It was a really, really good stack, the charity wanted none of it, so they were all mine for a small donation. I’ve gathered all the materials I need, now I just need a little time to get to it!
A little handful of vintage lovelies: tablecloth found at the charity shop ’round the corner for about a pound or something, brooches and sewing pin tin from a tiny vintage market here in Milton Keynes a few weeks ago. I love how this little pile makes it look like my life is all perfectly and artfully color-coordinated, when really it was just a happy coincidence.
Here’s the last of my Grandma’s Recipes posts – maybe I’ll dig through her clippings again one day and find some more to share, but I’ll leave it here for now. These are pretty hard to top, anyway – Grandma’s mystery recipe notes. Or: potatoes and *what*?!
As I sifted through the pile, I set aside a few bits of paper with weird, seemingly random recipe notes jotted down on them. They were both really funny and, in some cases, potentially really worrying:
Tuna, peas, and potato chips – can’t go wrong there, right?
And then there’s some that are just notes on whatever must’ve been convenient right then.
I especially like this one, and not just because it’s funny, though it is. I have to wonder if she actually remembered what she wanted to fill with cranberry sauce when she came across this note later. But really I just like imagining the Tupperware Party she was at, trading cooking ideas with friends and finding this one important enough to write down.
But these two had my mother and I practically in tears from laughing – what could they possibly be for? They’re two sides of the same card but sure seem to be two different recipes – or at least I really, really hope they are.
Lots of potatoes, lots of cheese, freeze. Very cryptic.
And this side is so vague it could be for practically anything sort of dough-based – but I particularly like how she’s specified that the eggs are to be *whole*.
Because that’s what could really screw the whole thing up if you got it wrong.
Here’s another recipe found tucked away in my Grandmother’s recipe clippings (like last time, click through for a bigger image) – probably from campaign-time 1952, or thereabouts. Early enough for there to be this level of public interest but obviously before the election of that year. So if you ever wanted to eat like Ike, copy this one down and whip up his simple but tasty beef stew. Or, you know, something his people grabbed from somewhere to help form the down-home, simple-tastes, family-man image this article is so shamelessly promoting. I guess politics isn’t really as different now as we imagine, eh?
Have you ever been to the always entertaining Gallery Of Regrettable Food? I mean, who doesn’t enjoy being amused and repulsed by things someone once considered good eats? This pair of clippings from my Grandmother’s stash could totally be posted there. And that’s all I can really say about these, to be honest. They kind of speak for themselves in that way. MMMMMM.