A vintage jewelry box encrusted with shells and mother-of-pearl buttons; that is what I am working on now and even though I have hundreds of said buttons I could not pass up the collection that was offered to me by my one-time button supplier who used to visit me at my workplace with one ounce baggies full of shiny white pearlies, the tiny iridescent orbs hard to resist. My name is Anna and I am a button junkie.
Legwarmers for my chairs - aren't these a great idea? Granny was selling these at the flea market so I bought some to try out and I must say they are much better then those sticky pads. These are washable and at only a loonie each, a great deal.
At work I see hundreds of cookbooks; sometimes the cover alone will entice me to take a look inside. If there are no pictures I don't even waste my time. But my favourite have a combination of great recipes, stories about the recipes, and big, beautiful, colour pictures. Sarabeth's Bakery by Sarabeth Levine is one such treasure-filled cookbook. There are quite a few recipes in this particular book that I would like to try. The Maple Muffins caught my eye because I love maple syrup and walnuts. These are so good that they are going to become a Sunday tradition. Move over pancakes.
First game between the Sharks and Canucks but I still made asparagus risotto for dinner. Yes, I missed the first period because risotto does not like to be left alone, not for one minute. It needs constant stirring, lots of liquid love, and heat adjustment for the rice to cook to a creamy goodness. I know we shouldn't have but we enjoyed our risotto while watching the game. It was fantastic, both the game and the risotto.
I was salivating over the pictures in Sunset's book on Barbecues and Outdoor Kitchens when I came across this recipe for Salmon with Asparagus, Mushrooms, and Leeks. Luckily I had just found some local asparagus at the Farmer's Market, so Mr. Cowboy picked out some salmon, and with lots of cream and white wine, he made a fantastic dinner.
Had to stop halfway down the hill on my way to work to get a picture of Mt. Paul or is it Mt.Peter. I can never tell them apart. It looked like the top was smoking as the clouds drifted through the canopy of green.