The Aromas
The aromas from the little kitchen on Stauffer Avenue would have been hard pressed to have been any better in a 5 star eatery.
The last time I was at our grocer’s they were running a special on a lb. of bacon. The kicker was that it was honey jalapeno flavored wide sliced bacon. I thought what the heck. It was too good of a price to let it go. I used a cookie sheet covered with tin foil and lined the slices up. I didn’t let them bake to crispness. When we have eggs and bacon for supper, I will top them out in the microwave.
The second cookie sheet, I covered with parchment paper and put the frozen cinnamon rolls onto it. I knew that with the Pam sprayed onto the cling free sheet over them, the heat from the yeast would have them ready for the oven in three hours.
It was a continuation of good aromas in the kitchen. Dennis sampled a piece of bacon on his way out to the medical clinic. It passed mustard. Both projects were easy clean up. The coverings of both cookie sheets hit the trash can.
The studio was visited in between. I have the walking foot on the sewing machine and it is threaded to match the canvas of my soon to be tote. I do use a basting spray with which to hold the canvas, the top, to the batting and the backing. I have always had good success with it holding everything in place when it goes under the needle. The best part about the spray I use, is that it doesn’t gum up the needle as it sews. It sure beats a multitude of stick pins jabbing me in the fingers as the project is manipulated under the needle while everything is held in place. It also takes away from sewing over a pin and having it jammed somewhere under the hood. The machine is capable enough as Megan found out when she was doing a quilt for Nicholas. The needle of the machine went straight through the thickest portion of a safety pin. The needle didn’t break but it took some doing to get the needle out of the machine while leaving it in the safety pin. No harm was done. A new needle was put in and all was good.
The studio got a short visit as operating the nozzle of the spray can did a number on the index finger as well as my right hand. Way back when . . . who knew the index finger of either hand would be handicapped.
With that I will take my leave. ♥