Taste Buds
This evening’s supper is all about taste buds. The Braun Schweiger liver sausage has been sliced and popped back into the refrigerator. It takes a very sharp knife to get that job done. The red onion has been sliced into perfect thin slabs. There is a sandwich and soup supper coming up. Dennis and I have both been hankering for this sandwich. You either hate it or enjoy it. The soup choice is up to Dennis.
Dad, Raymond, would have been the first to slide up to the table for Bran Schweiger and onion. Fine dining restaurants call it Pate. His slice of onion would not be a thin slab. One of his favorite sandwiches was of one ingredient: a thick slice of raw onion on Lena’s fresh homemade bread buttered up. Sure do miss that fellow.
It’s been first floor living so far this week and I will admit, a rather lazy one. Catching some quilt show videos does entice me to start something with threads and fuzz. I need to keep in mind all the steps required to get to the end-gate. I don’t know if I am up to it and there is no one anticipating getting a quilt. I need to really think this through.
Persevering with my one floss thread over one cloth thread is challenging to say the least. It’s been a long time since I stitched a pattern that has ten or more color swaps in a one inch square. I did it when I was in my “Christmas phase” but that was some time ago. This project I am doing because I started it and I don’t want to leave for a time when it might be pitched.
With that I will take my leave. ♥