Brr Chilly #2
This afternoon standing against the south side of the house in the full sunshine felt warm and toasty.
Not so much in my studio. It phased me not. I suited up and put in several hours. Next step . . . trimming off excess batting and backing of the project. 2.5 ” x 300″ for the binding will be cut and that is for another day.
Dennis had the little red pickup into the shop this afternoon. Yesterday he smelled anti-freeze in the cab. A new valve was ordered, it came in this afternoon and all is well. Good thing it happened here in town as the pickup could have over-heated.
I am usually not one to use ketchup on my food. Ketchup is one of Dennis’ major food groups. What I did find out by accident: Real Potatoes, found in the refrigerator department of the grocery store in the same cabinet as eggs. The small cubed potatoes with a bit of southwestern spices, when pan fried taste wonderful with Ketchup. Not drowned in ketchup. I put a plop of ketchup on my plate and with my fork, dip a piece of potato in the ketchup and it’s like eating a French fry. I tried putting the potatoes in the oven uncovered in a foil lined pan and when heated to the 155-160 that also works. Better yet, no fry pan to clean up. Home, home on the range . . . where food is always experimented with. Too funny.
With that I will take my leave. ♥