juice box robots

This is what happens when you let your child loose on Pinterest.


You’d think that I would’ve learned my lesson on Valentines day.

Marielle’s iPod Valentines for her class. She personalized the ones for the girls with songs that she likes; the boys just got the generic template version. hahaha… (I showed the kids all the valentine ideas I’d pinned and told them each to choose which one they wanted to make.  I knew the moment she picked these that I better keep that girl off of Pinterest- these things took us forever!)

I MOUSTACHE YOU A QUESTION...After discovering a chart that identifies the proper names of all the many styles of mustaches, Oliver spent hours drawing just the right mustache for each person in his class. His sister and I kept trying to help him, but as usual, he wanted to do it all by himself. They were hilarious.

At least I know I can always count on Simon to pick the easiest option! These came together in a snap- thank goodness! Simon, YOU ROCK.

So, back to the robots.  This little guy’s name was Simonoid.  I made him as a prototype for Simon, and he was over the moon.  YES, he assured me, he was POSITIVE these are what he wanted to bring in for his class treats… all 25 of them… and he made sure to remind me that he had to bring one for each of  his teachers, too… and the principal, and the bus driver, of course.  Have I mentioned that I didn’t start these until the morning of his birthday?

 I heated up the glue gun, set up a little assembly line, and got to work.  Things started off pretty smoothly… juice boxes for the body, for the legs, Sixlets for the jet-pack that Simon insisted on.

But, I got bored…

…and then I got a little carried away.

By the time I realized that things had gotten out of hand, it was too late.  The robots had taken over.


This spunky chick, with her pigtails and superhero cape, was one of my favorite creations.

I called this guy the Rastifarian.

I kinda wanted to keep the Oompa Loompa for myself.

And, you can’t have a class of robots without a teacher.

(This was actually Simon’s teacher’s first day of maternity leave; I’d never met his new substitute teacher, so I don’t know if she actually wears glasses like this robot.  I sure hope she has a sense of humor!)

The back side of the Teacher Robot.

(Because all Kindergarten teachers need an extra set of eyes in the back of their head.)


pockets full of winter

These snowy, sparkly pictures of happy kids in colorful coats, fuzzy gloves, and hand-knit hats & scarves capture the brightness that I love most about winter.  Now, take each of these shots and fast forward 1 hour to when all those fun winter clothes are lying in a big, dirty, dripping wet pile on my laundry room floor.  Not unlike all the children that spent the afternoon rolling around on the frozen dirt trying to make angels with hardly a lick of snow- that pile of dirty clothes also needs to get clean, warm & dry (but at least it’s not going to whine that there aren’t enough marshmallows in the hot chocolate).

When I start emptying out the kids’ coat pockets before I wash them, I’m always a little nervous about what I will find (especially in the boys’ “super-secret inside hidden pocket” that they don’t think I know about… that’s where they keep their “best” stuff).  Reaching in those dark, damp pockets is not my favorite part of the job.

At least I know I’m only going to find girly things like lip gloss and beads in Marielle’s pockets, and if I’m lucky, torn scraps of paper where she’s scribbled random story ideas and character drawings.  (Yes, I save them all. Duh.)

In Simon’s, I’m more likely to find just one mitten, part of a broken toy, last week’s missing lunch money envelope, or a crumpled-up, past-due permission slip.  And whatever I find, it’s sure to be sticky.

There are always surprises, but week to week, I can count on Oliver’s pockets to contain the strangest, most unexpected, amusing, and often disturbing items of all.  No contest.  Without fail.

Take tonight for example…

THE CONTENTS OF OLIVER VAN’S COAT POCKETS:

  • a half-eaten cheeseburger

  • a pair of false teeth

  • whatever the heck this thing is.

(On our trip to Green Oak Antiques yesterday, I let each of the kids pick out one small item.  Out of everything in that huge place, Oliver, my quirky little scientist, chose this.  We thought it looked like some kind of headlamp, but weren’t exactly sure.  He didn’t care, he wanted it.  He said that he likes things that use “old technology”.   I told Oliver that I’d look it up that night and print out a report about it for him.  Well, thanks to Google, and a bit of insomnia, I now possess an unhealthy knowledge of miners’ lamps.  This one is a Justrite Copper Carbide Miner’s Lamp with a Justrite Air Cooled Grip. The last Patent Date I could find is from 1915.  Not a day goes by that my kids don’t teach me something new.)


Apartment Therapy post

Now that the new addition is finished, everyone can use the side entrance... hippies and all.

Yesterday Apartment Therapy featured our new laundry room in a Before/After article written by Julia Brenner Curry, one of my co-bloggers at Eleven11Women (http://11letters.tumblr.com/), and daughter of my dear friends, Tom and Karen Brenner.  Julia wrote a fantastic post, and Marielle, “the little hipster “, was super happy to see her face on the home page of such an awesome website. (Apartment Therapy has something like 9 million viewers!)

I’ve gotten lots of questions about the room makeover, and thought I’d try to answer them in this post.

My inspiration for the wall color was Benjamin Moore’s Antique Pewter, but during this remodel, it was important to us to locally source as many of our materials as we could, so I picked out the closest match I could find at our small town hardware store. It’s Valspar Medallion Basilica Grey in satin. I talked about how I chose the paint color in this piece that I wrote for the 11 blog.   http://11letters.tumblr.com/post/13060931169/a-cup-of-november

The black and white checkered flooring was purchased from our local furniture store. It’s from Mannington’s Resilient line, which is made with recycled content; the pattern is called Checkpoint. We used the same flooring in our new bathroom; you can check out that Before & After post at http://potlucklove.com/2012/02/24/the-new-bathroom/.

The countertop color is Vibrant Green MicroDot™ by Formica, one of the brightest, boldest colors that our local cabinetmakers offered, and it looks even better in person. I love it! You can see the link to the countertop, flooring and paint choices, plus lots of other laundry room ideas that I was inspired by on my project board at http://pinterest.com/ktlnvan/new-laundry-room-bathroom/.

Lots of people wanted to know what happened to the window that is shown in the BEFORE pictures; it’s still there- directly across from the laundry room, but now it’s part of our new entryway, which is not quite finished yet.  I’ve got some Ikea shelving and an old schoolbell I found on Etsy that I still need to hang.  Today my mom and I (and all 4 kids, of course) are headed to Green Oak Antiques, one of my favorite antique stores (http://www.greenoakantiques.com/) in search of 4 old lockers to hold the kids backpacks and coats. Check back soon to see pictures of the new entryway, and that old window!


The New Bathroom

BEFORE

There is no before.  That’s how bad it was.

(The “BEFORE” bathroom consisted of a sink, a cheap 70′s vanity, a toilet, a sketchy shower, and barely enough room to move.)

AFTER

Local artwork was done by my friend, Hannah Burnworth. http://milkhousestudio.weebly.com/ (And I DID finally get the picture hung on the wall!)


The Laundry Room

“We should all do what, in the long run, gives us joy, even if it is only picking grapes or sorting the laundry.”  E.B. White

BEFORE

AFTER

BEFORE

Until recently, anyone who came into our house through the back door instead of the front would find themselves smack in the middle of our laundry room, which made me cringe every time I heard someone knocking.   Kicking a path through the piles of laundry (and stashing boots, dirty socks, and light sabers wherever I could along the way), I could only hope that whoever was at the door had their own boatload of kids at home, and would be able to sympathize with the notion of “how quickly things can get out of hand”.

What I often referred to as “our hot mess of a laundry room” wasn’t actually a room at all, just a washer and dryer crammed in the small hallway between the house and the garage.  And although there was a small closet, it was busting at the seams with all the coats, shoes, hats, boots, scarves, gloves, snow pants, etc. that a family of 6 somehow accumulates.

The space was cramped, cluttered, and unorganized.  Most days it looked like this.

(…minus the little hipster.  Who knows what she was doing in there, but you can bet it wasn’t laundry.)

On other days, if you were lying on the soft rug watching the shadows on the ceiling dance to the whirling of the washing machine, as Charlie and I sometimes did during the quiet afternoon hours…

 …than the room might look something more like this.

If you look very closely above that sea of reusable shopping bags, you’ll see this old sign that I painted on the back of an enamel pan over 10 years ago when I was living in my first apartment.

The room was just big enough to hold a washer, a dryer, and a very pregnant Katie.

AFTER

Last August I finally caved and gave my husband the green light to start our next big home improvement project.  We’d been talking about building an addition off the back of the house since we first bought it 6 years ago; it would give us a bigger entryway, another full bath, and (FINALLY) an actual laundry room.  I thought the project was a great idea, and was super excited about the extra space, but I was just worried about biting off more than we could chew.   Could this household possibly function under any more chaos?  I mean, let’s face it-  most days it seems like we’re just barely holding it together.

I’m not gonna lie, it was no holiday.  I was dragging 15 loads of clothes a week to an out-of-town laundromat.  (On the day after they unhooked my washing machine at home, I loaded the minivan with my rowdy children and smelly clothes, and drove to the local laundromat.  It was then that I discovered they had gone out of business.  Well… crap.)  With each passing month of  drywall dust, noise, compromised plumbing, and laundromat marathons, I could feel my sanity slipping further and further.  (My husband must’ve noticed this, because he wisely started storing all the power tools and sharp objects out of my sight.)

Mishler Studios did the cabinets & countertops in the laundry room, and they look awesome! I asked if they had ever put a countertop this colorful in a house before. They said the only other bright green countertop they'd done on a residential job was in my kitchen 5 yrs ago... although they had installed something similar in a bowling alley. Hahaha... What can I say? I like color.

http://www.mishlerstudios.com/

The lower cabinets are big enough to hold four laundry baskets- one for each bedroom.

I love my mud sink.  I don’t know how I ever lived without one!

Local artwork was done by my friend, Hannah Burnworth. http://milkhousestudio.weebly.com/

Sometimes it seems that our life is paved with unfinished projects and I was worried that we were crazy to add to that list, but my husband convinced me that this was something we needed to do.  I’m SO glad he did.  As it turns out my husband was completely right… which I suppose makes me incompletely right.  (You didn’t think I was going to say wrong did you??)








farm-fresh cheeseburgers


Mushroom-Swiss Sliders (w/ local grass-fed beef, raw milk cheese, lettuce & tomatoes- all from Hawkins Family Farm) & Crispy Grilled Potato Chips (yukon gold potatoes from Kindy’s w/ olive oil, garlic & sea salt).

A good cheeseburger starts with a trip to the farm.

Zach Hawkins, produce manager at Hawkins Family Farm.

Okay, enough with the cats.  What I’m after at the farm today is ketchup.  Well, tomatoes… but they’ll end up as ketchup.   You can’t have a cheeseburger without ketchup, and during tomato season in Indiana, there’s just no justifying store-bought ketchup.

For this batch of Sweet & Spicy Homemade Ketchup…
Red onions, garlic & a couple chiles, sauteed in olive oil… simmered (preferably in a cast iron skillet) with fresh oregano, parsley, thyme, & about half a dozen different kinds of tomatoes… seasoned generously w/ sea salt, garlic powder, onion powder, crushed red pepper, dried herbes de provence, & a dash of cumin… and finally sweetened w/ some dark molasses, & a hefty drizzle of local maple syrup.  Simmer until thick, finish w/ a splash of balsamic vinegar and plenty of fresh basil.

For a smoother consistency, you could puree your ketchup, but save back a little of the chunky ketchup to use for baked beans. Just pour it over canned pinto beans in a baking dish (I love my clay bean pot, but any dish will do) and bake at 375 until bubbling and browned.

And, if you’re going to make fancy ketchup, you can’t very well put a plain ol’ bottle of mustard on the table…

Peach-Rosemary Mustard-I just simmered dijon mustard with darn near equal parts peach jam, a little fresh rosemary, and a touch of crushed red pepper, cinnamon & coriander…mmm.  I could bathe in this stuff.

This spiced peach jam-made locally- but not by me- was perfect for my mustard sauce!

I love this sweet little mug. I got 8 of them at an auction, but after The Great Ikea Shelf Collapse of '09, there are, sadly, only 2 left.

I don't know if this is just a midwestern thing, but some of the best treasures I've found at garage sales this summer (besides broken clocks- see below) have been things to eat. No, seriously. Recently, I've found homemade mocha ice cream, the most fantastic oatmeal fudge bars, sloppy joes on homemade buns, freshly-squeezed blueberry lemonade, and this crazy-good Spiced Peach Jam.

Okay... let the "No wonder Katie is always late" jokes commence.


when life gives you sour cherries… add whiskey

I was so excited to find sour cherries in my CSA share.  The only problem was deciding what to make… and keeping them away from the kids.


I filled their snack bag w/ cherries, sent them outside (no pit spitting in the house, please) and

saved enough for later to make a Cherry Whiskey Sour.

That got me thinking.  I didn’t have enough cherries left for a cobbler or a pie, so I decided to make a Sour Cherry- Whiskey Sauce to serve w/ grilled steaks.

My daughter pitted the rest of the cherries for me, and I put them in a pan w/ some whiskey, butter, cinnamon, black pepper, crushed red pepper, dried mustard, lemon zest, brown sugar and molasses.  I let that all simmer slowly  for about an hour until it was thick and syrupy.

I wanted to add some liquid before I pureed it, but I wasn’t sure what.  I thought about wine or orange juice, but it was already tangy enough from the sour cherries.  I wanted it to be a rich, savory sauce, but I didn’t really want to add chicken stock.  I saw my french press next to the stove and decided to add some espresso to the sauce.  I added just a little at a time, tasting it each time until it was just right, then I let it simmer for another 10 minutes.  To finish the sauce, I added a touch of heavy cream, and pureed it until completely smooth.

  The deep coffee flavor was really good with the cherries & whiskey.  It almost tasted like dark chocolate; it reminded me a little bit of a Mexican mole sauce.   I’m sure it would’ve been great with chicken, or pork or on a beef roast, but it was really delicious over grilled steaks.


a little corny

shucking corn

swordfighting with corn

My favorite way to cook corn…

GRILLED CORN ON THE COB

Peel away the outer husks of the corn without actually removing them. Remove the silks, then wrap the husk back around the ear.  Soak the corn in water for 1 hour.

Grill the corn on med heat, turning occasionally, until the kernels are slightly charred, about 20 minutes.  Before serving, peel back the the husks, and brush with melted butter… preferably “doctored up” butter.*  (My favorite for corn is basil butter.)

*There are so many ways to doctor up butter.  Compound butters are so so easy to make and are great to have on hand.  I like to mix room temp. unsalted butter in the food processor with fresh herbs & spices, roll it into a log, then freeze it.  It’s great to have several different kinds of butter all ready for you in the fridge or freezer.

A FEW OF  MY FAVORITE COMBINATIONS

  • butter+ fresh chopped basil+ sea salt+ crushed red pepper
  • butter+ maple syrup+ chipotle peppers
  • butter+ garlic cloves+ lemon zest+ sea salt

SOME OF MY FAVORITE WAYS TO USE COMPOUND BUTTERS

  • on corn and pretty much any sort of veggie.
  • drizzled over popcorn
  • cooking scrambled eggs in
  • rubbing under the skin of a chicken before you roast it.
  • When I’m making hamburgers, I like to slice the frozen discs of flavored butter and hide them in the center of the patties, the butter melts while they cook, and it makes the burgers really juicy and flavorful.
  • sweet compound butters for baking, or cinnamon-sugar butter for toast.

Soak the corn for 1 hour. This will prevent the husks from burning and the moisture will help steam the corn.

grilled corn, chicken, & zucchini

grilled corn w/ maple-chipotle butter


oh, snap!

FRESH GREEN BEANS w/ BEER, BACON & OREGANO

I made this for lunch at my folks’ house yesterday.  As I was eating the leftovers for breakfast, I tried to remember how I made it since Dad liked it so much.  Here’s what I came up with.

1# bacon, chopped

2 onions, chopped

3 T Butter

1 bunch of fresh oregano (8-10 whole sprigs)*

kosher salt, freshly-cracked blk pepper, garlic powder, italian seasoning, crushed red pepper

1/2 bottle of beer (any pale ale or mild beer will work)**

4-5 qts of freshly-snapped green beans (about 1 plastic grocery bag full)

1/2 C water

Put bacon, onions, butter & oregano in a large pot. Add a generous amount of salt, and sprinkle in the rest of the seasonings (use the cr. red pepper to taste- they will make it very spicy).  Cook mixture over med-high, stirring frequently until bacon is browned and crispy around the edges. (Do not drain.) Add beer to the hot pan and stir, scraping all the brown bits off the bottom.  Bring liquid to boil, let simmer 3-4 minutes, then add green beans & water. Stir well, mixing beans w/ bacon. Cover pot & reduce heat. Simmer 20-30 minutes, or until beans are soft. Finish w/ more salt to taste. Pick out the oregano stems before serving.
*You could substitute 8-10 sprigs of fresh thyme or lemon-thyme for the oregano.  (Either basil, tarragon, or lemon balm would work, too, but their flavors are stronger, so you’d only need 3-4 sprigs.)  **You could substitute 3-4 oz. dry white wine for the beer, or a good homemade chicken broth.

Although I expect to see green beans popping up soon in my CSA share, these beans came from my dear friend’s garden.  Thank you, Pat Price, for sharing with us!




garlic breath


Like fried morel mushrooms, fresh strawberry pie and spanish onion cheese dogs from Carol’s Corner… some of my favorite foods are those that come and go in the blink of an eye.  Garlic scapes fall into this same category.  Twisting, turning spirals of garlicky goodness, just the sight of them makes me smile.

When I worked at KenapocoMocha, I became known to all the local farmers as the one to call when you had something that you couldn’t sell; my kitchen became a safe haven for all vegetables, particularly the reject, mutant varieties.  Sorrel- a delightful little rhubarby-lemonish herb that no one around here has ever heard of… yes, please!  Fennel- the sweet anise-tasting bulbs that I normally drive all the way to Ft. Wayne and pay an arm and a leg for, but you’re going to give them to me for free because you can’t get anyone in our small town to try a vegetable that tastes like licorice… you betcha!  Green zebra tomatoes- sparkling golden globes with green stripes and a bright lemon-lime-tomatoey flavor passed over at the farmstand because their juicy green guts scare people… oh, yeah!  Fresh okra- little green pods that taste a bit like eggplant, but ooze a sticky, gooey potion that thickens stews like magic, but are evidently a little too much voodoo for this neck of the woods… absolutely!!  Celery root- the frog prince of the vegetable garden offers the fresh taste of celery but with the creamy, starchy texture of potatoes, sadly few can see past his dirty, wart-covered exterior… Sure, I love the ugly little guy!   Japanese eggplants- these little cuties can be found in various shades of purple, green & white and are one  of my favorite things to grill, but since they’re too small to slice up for the infamous eggplant parmesan, people don’t know what to do with them… don’t mind if I do!

Green zebra tomatoes- sparkling golden globes with green stripes and a bright lemon-lime-tomatoey flavor.

Japanese eggplants- these little cuties can be found in various shades of purple, green & white and are one of my favorite things to grill.

Down this same path, strewn with culinary misfits, my love of garlic scapes began.  Arlene Kindy, one of the most amazing and hard-working women I know, operates Kindy’s Organic Produce outside of Liberty Mills with her husband Cliff.  (They also run the North Manchester Farmers’ Market- https://www.facebook.com/home.php?sk=group_325141357105, or you can call the farm at 982-2971.)  She called me and told me that she had these garlic stem-shoot-things, that they taste pretty good, and she’d heard that some fancy people cook with them.  Did I know what they were called, and would I like some?  Me: “SCAPES… and, YES!!!  I’ll take as many as you’ve got!”  (Which turned out to be about 10 pounds, and she charged me a whopping $10, but only after I refused to take them for free.)  Now, like all the above-mentioned vegetables, people are flocking to garlic scapes. (My local fennel & celery root dealer hardly has time to return my calls anymore.)  It seems that scapes, those curly, Medusa-looking oddities that a few years back farmers couldn’t even give away, have become this spring’s next big trend.

Another of my seasonal favorites, spring onions, nestled in a bed of curly-que scapes.

Scapes are the early shoots of the garlic plant, which farmers trim in the spring to encourage the bulb’s growth.  The have a smooth, mellow garlic taste- all the flavor of garlic without the spicy kick that you find in the cloves.  Scapes can be eaten raw  (they have a similar texture to tender asparagus), tossed with salads, chopped thinly and used as a garnish (like you would scallions).  They can be sauteed lightly with onions as a delicious base for just about any dish, or grilled like you would asparagus.  When they are abundant, I toss them in just about everything, but my favorite thing to do with scapes is to make pesto.

As food so often does, making garlic scape pesto brings back memories for me.  It was a beautiful, bright Sunday in June, and the coffee shop was closed, but I was in the kitchen making 30 quarts of Spring Vegetable Minestrone for the next day, and experimenting with this newfangled vegetable.  My dear friends, Jabin and Hannah Burnworth, were also in the shop, hanging some of Hannah’s artwork.  (KenapocoMocha uses their walls to dispay the work of local artists.  They’ve had so many amazing pieces of art through the years, but hers are still my favorite. www.milkhousestudio.weebly.com)

I added some of the scapes to the soup; I pureed some of the scapes with butter and herbs for an awesome compound butter that I would use to make garlic bread; and finally, I tried using it in place of the herbs and garlic cloves that I would usually toss into pesto.  That is when I realized I had something special.  The pesto, made with walnuts instead of pinenuts, was creamy and rich… it was earthy and grassy and fresh… but most importantly, it was wonderfully- but bearably- garlicky.  Without the burn that comes from raw garlic cloves, the scape pesto was so smooth, a garlic lover such as myself could (and did) eat it by the spoonful.

Serendipitously, the scape pesto and the simmering minestrone were finished at the same time… hmmm.  Before I knew it, I was sitting on the back steps outside the kitchen, the sun streaming down on me and a heaping spoonful of garlic scape pesto was melting into the steaming bowl of minestone in my hands.  A match made in heaven.  I asked my friends if they were hungry, and without giving them a chance to answer, I made them sit on the couch by the front window and served them each a fragrant, pesto-topped mug full of soup.  Jabin, a high school Biology teacher, had never tried a scape before and was floored by the pesto.  He came back the next day for more of the soup, and each spring I try to deliver a jar of garlic scape pesto to Hannah & Jabin’s door.

*To make your own garlic scape pesto, just take your favorite pesto recipe and use scapes instead of the garlic cloves that it calls for.  If you want it to be really garlicky, you can also substitute scapes for part of all of the herbs the the recipe calls for.

Scapes are perfect in marinara or pizza sauce.

They're also fantastic in hummus!


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