I am still fitting the Sewaholic Thurlow trousers.
I started on Dec 31. I'm on muslin #4.
And still have far to go.
Luckily I'm enrolled in "Altering Pants" on PatternReview.com, and Angela Wolf started helping me fit them to my body last weekend.
That necessitated buying my first bolt of muslin.
A whole bolt of muslin is actually kind of dreamy.
Finally my first wearable garment off my new sewing machine and my first underwear of the year!
Black Fabric: hmmm...probably Joann's.
Iron-On Patch that wouldn't iron on, so I sewed it on: Definitely Joann's.
Hot pink elastic: Pacific Trimming, NYC, MPB Day
I think it's adorable.
I made chicken pot pie tonight, from scratch, even down to the cornmeal crust. The kitchen looked like my sewing room does after a project.
The recipe from Cook This Not That is MUCH better, but in that recipe I used store-bought phyllo dough and I liked the idea of the from-scratch-ness of this recipe.
Sadly, the cornmeal crust didn't taste like much. It probably needs a boatload of butter and some sugar to make it better, ha ha. The filling doesn't have any milk product at all. Traditional pot pie has cream and lower-cal ones use skim milk. This one just uses chicken broth.
I'd say this dish is like the wearable muslin of cooking. I'm going to eat it (well, the filling at least) but it's not going to be made in this form again.
But it looked adorable in the cookbook in red ramekins:
I hadn't been to the PPL for a while and it was fun to browse during lunch last week. SO many books I couldn't carry them all, so I got these to start:
I leave you with this.
I helped my friend Debbie learn a bit more about her sewing machine last weekend (which was really fun to hear her reaction especially as she didn't know her machine had so many features, like automatic threading). That was another first, showing a friend new sewing machine features.
We went to the Ardmore Farmers Market so I could relive some college memories.
Ok, ONE more.
Delish!
Well, just ONE more.
Ok, this is what I really came for:
The same woman who served me in college served me last weekend. With the same chocolate chip cookies I adore. LOVE. Almost as good as mine. Different than mine. But yummy.
Be well!