Monday, June 14, 2010

I am a Grammy!


I am a Grammy!
Isla Ellen arrived yesterday morning and she is lovely.
I am so proud of my Lovely DIL and son, they are wonderful.
I am in a state of BLISS...

Look at the lovely roses that my BFF sent...
must run, have lots to do...
definitely on the agenda...shopping for Isla.

Smiling broadly from here.


Saturday, June 12, 2010

Sunny daze...

The sun is out and the weather is warm...
there is a small breeze and the birds are singing.


 I had a lazy start...
I enjoyed a leisurely coffee and read the local paper.

I did some deadheading and weeding.
Mr. HB and I went for a walk.
We took the overland route to the market.


Our rooftop is not visible here
this is our neighbourhood


Looking east


Looking west


Looking south
A glimpse of my mothers' condo is at the top right


Red poppies


Large crepe like petals and when open reveal a lush bounty within...


Reminds me of a sea anenome...

My garden is a combination of native and non indiginous plantings.
I have successfully cultivated some parts 
and other areas have a different agenda!
I learned early to pick my battles...
I cannot tame every inch, I have a limited amount of energy...
and besides there's always a good book beckoning...

I often wonder what the settlers saw when they first landed..
a dense forest of trees, 
rocky outcropings, 
hills and beaches...
it must have been magical.

Enjoy your weekend whatever you do.


Friday, June 11, 2010

Eileen Fisher and I are friends again...

As luck would have it I have a date with Eileen.
SHE's baaaccck!
Oh I love shopping my closet...
it's a new season.
When I change around my clothing for a new season it's like meeting old friends again.
Some are old friends and some are forgotten ones.



A co-worker mentioned about boosting the metabolism by 30%
 with the simple addition of freshly cut lemons to the water that we drink.
I was skeptical...
it might be the walking
 or the hydration
 not too sure which. 
Things are starting to shift a bit below the belt.

I am happy to be donning my black Eileen's again.


Here they are at their coming out party...
Josef Seibel shoes, Banana Republic linen tank and T combo, 
Debbie Kay neck art, and Eileen Fisher pants.


Kicking it up a notch...
Vintage eel skin clutch, sequined flats, THX gauzy animal print top, beads and starring Eileen Fisher.


I could swap out the THX and add this sequined Tee,
vintage Sherman rhinestone pin.
Fashion comes and goes...style is forever.
Why is it that
Flowers never go out of fashion?

Climbing Royal Sunset Rose
a classic,
in a thrifted glass tile block.


Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Bungalow foccacia Bread...it's easy peasy.

I thought that I would share my easy peasy foccacia bread recipe as it goes with so many meals.
I often make a large colourful vegetarian salad and serve it on the side when I have a friend over for lunch.
I love it with homemade soups as it is simple and is great to dip when no one is watching!
It is stellar with a tomato based sauce and pasta...and sooo good with steamed clams in wine.

It's a Bungalow Basic.

Bungalow Foccacia
Pour in a large bowl 1 1/3 c. warm water stir in 1 tbsp. sugar sprinkle 1 tbsp. quick acting yeast on top and let sit for 10 minutes.
Add 3c. unbleached flour, 2 tbsp. olive oil, and 1 tsp. salt...mix with lightly oiled hands and knead on floured countertop until smooth and flour is blended. Shape into a ball.
Oil same bowl, put dough in and cover with tea towel for at least and hour in a warm location free from drafts.
Lightly oil a cookie sheet...spread dough out so it just about fills the sheet.
Rest 20 minutes.
Poke your finger and make depressions into dough every inch or so. Brush with 2 tbsp. olive oil,  garnish with fresh rosemary, and 1 tsp. Fleur de Sel salt.

Bake at 425 degrees for 13 minutes.
Let cool on sheet before serving.

I made a cauliflower soup from the French Market Cookbook and paired it with this bread delivered to the parents-in-waiting.

What would you pair this bread with?

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Gran Gran's hand me downs....and memories.


My Grandmother was wonderful. She personified love.
 I think of her often...especially when I smell Noxema!

 "Gran Gran" was her name to my children and cousins who were younger than me.
She lived through interesting times; saw the invention of the motor car, the airplane, and the computer. Well into her 90's she lived a full life before her demise.
Her influence on me is evident to this day, she was such an inspiration. I am so grateful to have known her and fortunate that I spent so much time in her gracious company.
Mother of 4 children, 3 boys and 1 girl. One of the boys died from menningitis when he was 5. Today only the youngest boy, my uncle, is living.

My grandfather worked at any job he could do bring in the money. Times were hard and the Depression was especially difficult. I heard that they sold their bathtub for $50 to pay a bill...and had to wash in a big bucket by the stove until they could save enough to buy another tub....imagine that!

My grandmother was a resourceful woman of many talents and had a gift for thrift.
She made a mean pie, brewed her own saki, made wine and could drink almost anyone under the table!
She had a green thumb planted a victory garden and grew a vast assortment of veggies. I think this is how she stretched her household budget...that and picking berries for her jams and pies.

My grandfather would bring home many a guest to dinner in their large kitchen...always unannounced. I do not know if she gritted her teeth or poured them a drink when they took off their hat and sat up to the table! She never drove a car and walked to the market and the butcher. The butcher must have been sweet on her as she always got a little something extra with her order...soup bones, oxtails to make into fragrant brothy concoctions which she ladled out and served with her homemade bread. There was always freshly baked bread...we used to slather butter on it when it was hot from the pan and eat greedily...my grandfather was the instigator!

I spent many a weekend staying with her...we had so much fun. I helped her in the kitchen, set the table, stirred the soup, made mini jam pies with the pastry scraps. She was very patient with me, taught me many things, read to me, and played cards. She could tell a mean joke...even if a bit "off colour" and loved a good laugh...her sense of humour must have seen her through some tough times.
My grandparents had separate bedrooms, it was a very commodious house, a staircase that wound it's way up with 2 landings and a great polished bannister...which I used to slide down on. A living room with pocket doors that closed off the adjoining dining room...a large country kitchen and a funny dark pantry just off of it. Four bedrooms and a bathroom were up and in the centre, a huge common hallway which most of my Bungalow main floor would fit into!

When I stayed over she'd heat milk and add Cocoa powder and make me a cup of hot cocoa before bed. I think it's about the best cocoa I have ever sipped! It was so hot that I made a slurping sound when I drank and for some reason she never once said anything about it being rude.
I slept in her bed under a gigantic wine coloured satin Eiderdown, warm and cozy but...she snored!
She applied Noxema to her face berfore retiring for the night. (The scent reminds me of her even to this day.)
In the mornings the house would be cold and she would tip toe downstairs and get the fire started and feed the cat. She would brew a pot of tea and it was my job to take a big cup up to my Grandad. I walked very carefully and slowly up the stairs lest I spill in the saucer. I was so proud that I was allowed to do this.
She would put my clothes near to the fire to warm them...central heating was not common.
After a big breakfast of eggs, ham or sausages, and toast and jam...
I would have a hot bath in the claw foot tub upstairs and then dry off and climb into warm clothes.

These are just a smidgeon of the many vivid memories that I have of her...
she had such a huge heart and gave of herself and of things to anyone in want or need...
She gave me so much of her time and love and I am sure at times she was worn out and bone tired.


She gave me a couple of kitchen items which I have and use...
they are plain and simple...
I think of her everytime I glance at them or put them to use.

I hope to be a Grammy of some merit...
I have had a great model... and she set the bar pretty high.
I will aspire to patience, graciousness, resourcefullness, thrift, kindness, generosity, humility, and a heart full of love...and I'll add my personal touches of course.