What a day…

Yesterday I left my house just after 7am to grab the ferry and head over to the northern shore of the St-Laurent river. My mom was waiting for me at her house so that we could both head to the cabin to pack her things up. My uncle and her have been fighting and because it is his property she has decided that it is time to move out completely.

I’ll miss the place but then again, we can still go as anyone in the family is welcome there and we hope to be out of the province at one point soon also.

When we were leaving her place I asked her if she would like to take my car. Hers is not in the best of shape and is really on its last miles. She just had work done on it but I am still not that comfortable in it. She declined my offer and we headed out to the cabin in her car.

We got to the cabin about 30 min later, lit a fire, heated some water for tea over the wood fire, and started packing. By lunchtime we were both hungry and headed to the village for lunch. As we pulled in the parking lot we smelled gas, we had noticed it at the cabin also, but it happens at times when my uncle fills his chain saw and some spills out and we had checked under the can quickly but had seen nothing. This time though, not only was there a small but trailing from behind the car was a 2 inch line of gas.

There are no garages open on weekends anywhere around so we knew that we would have to call a tow truck. My mom started stressing out. The gas was only leaking when the car was running so we went and ate lunch any way and decided that we would head back to the cabin and finish what we could before calling a truck to bring us home.

We spent the rest of the afternoon packing and then when we both couldn’t look at doing another box again (and there was not much left to do) we decided to head home. We went and parked in the village church’s parking lot to be able to be easily found and we called the tow truck. It was cold out and they said that we would have about an hour to wait and because we couldn’t keep the car running (and we were not appropriately dressed) we were freezing. We finally got a call and the guy was looking for us. The Village is tiny. There is one intersection and the church it pretty big, it wouldn’t be hard to find us. When I explained in more detail we realized that he got the call inverted and he was 30 min away at our destination. He told us he was turning around. About  15 min later his partner arrived who was luckily just ending a call closer to us. Of course, the guy didn’t have the details of the call so he was riding with his girlfriend which meant that we had to squeeze into the cab with them. The whole ride was awkward.

We should have taken my car…

Finally we got home and had a glass of wine to leave behind some of the stress of the day and then I helped make supper and I headed home. Though it wasn’t a particularly physically active day, it was a stressful one and by the time I got home I was falling asleep.

It feels like the end of an era…

 

 

Daughter

I am still in wonder at times when I think that I have a daughter. After three boys, I never thought that it would happen.

I have trouble seeing myself in my boys. They have some of my traits and Xavier is starting to look a bit like me at the same age, but mostly I see Simon or even the male members of my family when I see them. Wilhelmina however, I see me…

This is a picture that my mom and grandmother found while doing some gardening outside. It was actually in one of the potted plans that used to be in the house but has been outdoors for a while now. My mom had never seen the picture and my grandmother didn’t know why it was there, but there is was.

I see the picture and I see Wilhelmina…  I was about 4 years old in this…

At the moment, Wilhelmina has been obsessed with wearing this dress. It is a dress that I wore often as a child and have held on to it for all my life so that one day, my little girl may wear it. And now she is.

wearing a dress I wore as a childponderMina

There is something very special about seeing myself so much in one of my children. I truly love having a little girl.

In the sewing room…

Each evening I head downstairs to bed with Wilhelmina. When she doesn’t nap (which is most days now) she falls asleep within minutes. Usually I would stay in bed with her, watching a show or movie on the IPad, reading, playing a game or something like that while cuddled next to my little girl in my warm and comfortable bed. However, I really want to sew and because Willa doesn’t nap in the day and loves to “help” out in the sewing room when I am there, I haven’t been able to spend much time in the sewing room during the day. That means that once she is asleep I need to make the decision to get back out of bed and head upstairs again. Sometimes I don’t make it but when I do it is so worth it.

I have finally finished the four corners of Wilhelmina’s quilt and I have 4 more pieces to design, and make, before I can piece the quilt together. Then I need to finish it and quilt it.

This is not the best picture as it is quite large and my sewing room isn’t that big either but you can get the idea of what it is looking like now…

 

Of course I am also working on another project… well actually two other projects but that are nearly identical…

 

There is no real plan and quite a bit of trial and error, but I have been working with this fabric “jelly roll” that I found at the new Walmart in our town. I know… it’s Walmart… but the only other store that we had before was Zellers and that has been closed for nearly a year, so not having to drive 45 min to get certain things we need has been quite nice. Anyway, I found this fabric…

 


and it is now becoming a table runner… (well two table runners) which at present look like this… it is a work in progress, and things have gone wrong, and what it will look like has changed in my mind quite often, but that is the fun part of making a design from scratch…

 

 

It may be a lot easier to stay in bed, but I am loving what I have to show for the work that I do when I did get up to sew.

Of course, once I am in front of my machine, I am completely in my element and content and then I have to force myself to go back to bed at one point.

 

Simple Scones

There are two things that I have had trouble making in the past. One, is pie dough. The other is scones. I think it has to do with getting the butter distributed evenly to provide that flaky texture that both of those possess.  Or maybe because they are two recipes that you really need to follow the instructions and have less give. (I am much more a cook then a baker!) I think I have solved my problem though. 

First, if you are doing it by hand, grating the frozen butter into the flour is a great way to get those pea size pieces without fighting with the dough and over-kneading it. When you have pieces of butter left in the dough they will melt and that is what will produce the flaky texture. Another important thing seems to the unsalted butter. I almost never buy unsalted and for most things it really doesn’t make a difference, but for scones, it seems to make a world of difference.

Scones are a current favourite in our home at the moment. Not only can I make them now with amazing results but they are so easy and quick to do.

I do use my food processor, because it makes it easy without any mess and by the time my oven is preheated,  they are ready to put in.

The following is the base of the scone, and to that you can add anything you want. The trick however, is that whatever you add should not be adding moisture or dryness to not upset the balance between the flour/milk/butter ratio. You also don’t want to add anything warm that would melt the butter. If you don’t have a kitchen scale, a quick google search will give you the amounts in cups, but using the scale, is in my opinion, the best way to get the right measurement in these types of recipes.

Simple Scone Base (make 6 scones but I usually double it)

  • 200g flour, plus more for handling the dough
  • 1.5 tsp baking powder
  • 2.5 tbsp sugar (for sweet scones)
  • 0.5 tsp salt
  • 60g cold or frozen butter
  • 140-150g milk (I use almond or soy)

now to this you can add you choice of ingredients to make the flavours of your choice.

For a simple cheese scone that is great for lunch, supper or with a savoury breakfast simply:

  • omit the sugar in the base recipe or add only a small amount to add a bit of sweetness
  • add 1/2 cup of grated sharp cheddar
savoury cheesy scones…

One of our favourites has a taste that closely resembles pannetone:

To the base I add:

  •  two drops of lemon zest extract (or zest of 1 lemon)
  • the zest of one orange
  • 50g chopped raisins (or cranberries… or any other dried fruit)
zesty lemon-orange scones with raisins 

 

 Once you have decided what you will put in them, here is how to make them…

  •  Preheat oven to 425° F and line a baking tray with parchment paper.

With a food processor:

  • First pulse the flour, baking powder, sugar (if using) and the salt a few times until well mixed.
  • Cut the cold butter into small cubes and add them to the dry ingredients and pulse four or five times until the butter is mixed in and the largest pieces you can see resemble small peas.
  • Add the other dry ingredients such as the zest, chopped dried fruit, cheddar etc…  and pulse once or twice.
  • Add the cold milk and pulse again just until the dough comes together. There should be no longer spots of flour and the dough should not be too wet.

By hand:

  • In a large bowl, mix the flour, baking powder, sugar (if using) and the salt.
  • Get your cheese grater out and grate the butter into the flour and just mix. You could also go the longer way and cut the cold butter into small cubes use a pastry cutter or two forks as you would with pie dough. The important thing is to not handle the dough too much and to not smoosh the butter into the flour too much.
  • Mix in the chopped dried fruits, cheese or whatever other dry ingredients.
  • Add the milk and stir in quickly just until the dough comes together and doesn’t show big spots of dry flour anymore.
Dump onto a well floured surface, sprinkle with flour and knead just 2-3 times if needed. If the dough looks good already, just pat it out on the floured surface. Overkneading the dough will make the texture tough and they will not rise right, so you want to be very gentle with the dough!
When you pat the dough out you want it to be about 3cm thick (about an inch) and then using a round cookie/biscuit cutter, or a glass or any other round object, cut out the scones. Make sure you don’t twist your cutter but use a simple up/down motion. Twisting the cutter will fuse the sides a bit and they may not rise.
Place the scones on a cookie sheet lined with parchment paper and place in the preheated oven. Bake for 13-15 min until the are golden in colour. Let them cool a bit before serving (we can never wait though!)
Savoury ones can accompany any dish and since they only take a few minutes to make they are great for a last minute meal. (Egg sandwich, next to a roast, with a curry… so many possibilities…)
Sweet ones a best (in my opinion) served with butter and homemade jam or honey…
zesty lemon-orange scones served with butter and homemade ground cherry jam…

 

Enjoy! and I would love to know what flavour combos you come up with!

 

Hives…

There are some things that throw me for a loop and one of those things are skin reactions. They seem so pressing because they are so visible and can look much more aggressive than they really are.

Just after lunch Khéna came up to me and said that he had red spots on his leg, I looked down and his whole leg from the knee down was swollen, warm to the touch and basically looked like on big hive. On his other leg there were spots and on his back there were a few also.

Of course, I took out my camera…

Leg that had one big hive…  swollen and warm… 

Smaller hives on his back

I then called Annie. (check out her amazing blog if you don’t know her!) Annie and I have been close, and would even say best friends, for 6 years now. We started to talk when we were both pregnant and preparing for an unassisted birth. She is the perfect type of friend to talk to when things are happening because we are on the same wave length, she won’t panic and won’t send me into a panic and she is the perfect person to brainstorm with and get ideas. Oatmeal bath? Tea with herbs that might help? what could it be from?

As I was talking to her I was watching Khéna and the hives kept spreading and he has a large welt starting on his face… I decided that Benadryl would best to stop the reaction. Of course, the unopened bottle Benadryl that I had on hand expired nearly 3 years ago.

I left the older boys at home, went to the pharmacy with the two younger ones and got a new bottle and gave the first dose to Khéna before even heading home. 3o min later the slightest signs and bit of residual itchiness were all that remained.

I still don’t know what caused them and I am not sure if I will figure that out soon but it did teach me something… coughs, fevers (except in Mina), throwing up, falling down (except for Mina jumping from the bunk bed… oh I forgot to talk about that!) are things that don’t really phase me… but when big blotches start appearing on the skin I go into a sort of panicky mode.

edit to add… the hives came back later in the evening just before bed and they are all over his body (leg, torso, arms) except for the leg that they were initially on…  we’ll see what tomorrow brings…

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