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28 June 2011

things i love tuesday

i've seen this book a bunch of times. i think nikki mcclure's work is amazing. i've resisted buying it on multiple occasions - not sure why. i don't know that i'd ever paid that much attention to the cover though. today i was at the grocery store and i glanced over at the greeting cards. this image was on a card, without the words, and in slightly difference colors. i took one look at it and almost burst into tears. all i could think about was lucy, and watching her make pie crust when i was wee. i took one look at it and felt wee again. i could smell my grandmother and the butter. i could feeling the flour-y texture of the counter and the been worn & washed thousands of time feel of my grandma's apron. i could remember stepping on her feet, to get even just a smidge taller. i could hear cicadas in the yard and wgn cubs radio. i knew my grandpa was going to be home soon. it was awesome. it was the best possible memory to have of my grandma at the best possible moment.

we were buying a flat of strawberries to make jam with. i remember lucy canning, too.

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30 June 2011

love

i am allergic to strawberries. strawberry seeds actually. yeah, i know. right? sucks to be me. and you know why? because oregon strawberries are apparently the bomb-diggity of the strawberry world. but shawn LOVES strawberries so having also heard stories of the wonder of oregon strawberries, he was very interested in partaking. after some thought and formulating a plan, to market we went. we returned with a flat of the loveliest looking and smelling strawberries i'd ever seen and i got to work. i have, after all, been married to this man for 11 years and think he's pretty swell. if he wanted strawberrystuffs, he'd get strawberrystuffs:

strawberry black pepper jam

brown butter banana strawberry bread

strawberry infused bourbon & rye

strawberry ice cream

and strawberry pie

 its been, let's say, a rough week to be a girl. baked goods definitely would've helped my mood. but no, there were no baked goods to be had that didn't contain strawberries. the pie smell emanating from the oven is making me completely batty. once or twice during the processing of all these strawberries, i found an extra large one and cut away the entire seedy flesh, rinsed and ate it. SO GOOD. but no, no partaking of the baked goods or the fresh, fragrant strawberries. i'm now a little twitchy.

for love. seriously. all for love.

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