Three cheers for boring!!!

Before I began to sew clothing for myself, I owned a large wardrobe of simply cut clothing in black. I used to spice up my wardrobe with fun sweaters, jackets and scarves. Since I have begun making my own clothing I find that I get seduced by fabric. I now own dresses in all sorts of colors. The bright orange paisley that reminded me of a dress my sister wore in seventh grade is now a dress. The silly cotton sateen print of abstract cocktail glasses is now both a skirt and a dress. The giant floral print, that too is a dress, as is the green and magenta scarf print and the giant blue circles. As I write I’m wearing a skirt made out a a magenta Marimekko floral mixed with a quilting cotton of pink and orange concentric circles. You can’t live only wearing amusing prints in outrageous colors. A girl needs some basics in her closet.

I had made a batch of dark knit delightfully boring dresses four years ago, but they are getting tired. So here is a completely boring dress that I made today. You can’t get much more boring than this dress.

But a girl needs some work horses in her closet, and this is my newest one.When my older sister took a sewingclass in the 1970's her first dress was a band-air colored sheath dress. The end of her sewing class was celebrated with a fashion show at the local VFW hall. The fashion show was narrated by one of the sewing instructors. Frankly, there was very little that could be said about that dress. It was beige. It had darts and short sleeves. It was made out of cotton boradcloth. It was the color of a band-aid. The instructor announced my sister's dress " Dress it up, dress it down, wear it to church or to school."

We began calling any plain garment " Dress it up, dress it down, wear it to church or to school." I guess this dark dress falls into that same category.

I did just fill a Trader Joe’s bag with seven dresses and five skirts that I no longer love. I plan to donate them to one of the local thrifts. There is no reason to keep things around that I no longer wear.
The dress is actually a deep midnight blue, nearly black but it reads as a lighter blue on my computer screen. Adjust your eyes accordingly.

To make such a dress:

This is for a knit dress.
Put a dress that more or less fits on the fold of two layers of fabric. Cut around dress, adjusting and editing as needed. think about how the starting dress fits, and cut so that it fits you better. this is not particularly scientific, but it works. Remember that the bust line needs to be roughly 1/4 of your bust measurement and the hips need to be at least as big as 1/4 of your hip measurement.
If you are a high hipped girl like I am , cut the dress to reflect that.

Once the two layers of the dress are cut out, sew, or better yet, serge them together. Serge around the neckline and the armholes. Try the dress on. look in the mirror and see what needs to be changed. I needed to lower the neckline and adjust the armholes in this case. ( I ran the neckline and armholes through the serger one more time.) then I turned the serged edge twice and stitched with a straight stich. I simply zigzagged over the hem as I pulled to get a slightly lettuced edge. It looks pretty and takes no brains. My dress is done, ready to be worn until it falls apart.

I also made Shabbat dinner, there will be twelve at the table an interesting collection of shul friends, friends from long ago, and family. My husband is concerned about how this evening is going to work. I think that because we love all of our guests, it will work, even if it does not quite seem like it on paper.

What am I serving you ask??? I baked challah today, and also cooked up four fat chickens. I put a fairly European mix of spices on the chicken, sage, fennel, black pepper and “ seeds of Paradise’ a pepper variant, and balsamic vinegar. I also made rice with dried mushrooms and chestnuts. One of our guest is bringing a vegetable, I am also making a cucumber salad. Another guest is making dessert and I’m serving berries. If people don’t like the meal they can snack when they get home.

Connecting with the past

A few months ago I had a craving for my father’s chicken fricassee. If my father were still alive I would have called him up and he would have talked me through the process of making it. My father is no longer alive so I turned to my cookbooks and the recipes I found for chicken fricassee were nothing at all like the stew of chicken necks, gizzards and wings in a watery sweet and sour tomato sauce that I enjoyed as a kid. I assumed that the dish was an invention of my father’s. I then attempted to replicate the dish from my memory of it and failed. A couple of weeks ago I saw an article on the internet, and I can’t remember where, that talked about Jewish fricassee and it sounded an awful lot like the dish I was hankering after. This afternoon I went to the butcher and picked up all of the chicken elements of the dish, a couple of packages each of wings, necks and gizzards. My father never cooked directly from a cook book. He used to re...

The light themed tallit has been shipped!!!

I had begun speaking to Sarah about making her a tallit in the middle of August. It took a few weeks to nail down the design. For Sarah it would have been ideal if the tallit were completed in time for her to wear it on Rosh HaShanah., the beginning of her year as senior rabbi of her congregation. For me, in an ideal world, given the realities of preparing for the High Holidays I would have finished this tallit in the weeks after Sukkot. So we compromised and I shipped off the tallit last night. I would have prefered to have more time but I got the job done in time. This tallit was made to mark Sarah's rise to the position of senior rabbi but it was also a reaction to this year of darkness. She chose a selection of verses about light to be part of her tallit. 1) אֵל נוֹרָא עֲלִילָה God of awesome deeds ( from a yom kippur Liturgical poem) 2) אוֹר חָדָשׁ עַל־צִיּוֹן תָּאִיר May You shine a new light on Zion ( from the liturgy) 3) יָאֵר יְהֹ...

A Passover loss

My parents bought this tablecloth during their 1955 visit to Israel. It is made out of linen from the first post 1948 flax harvest. The linen is heavy and almost crude. The embroidery is very fine. We used this cloth every Passover until the center wore thin. You can see the cloth on the table in the background of this photo of my parents and nephew My Aunt Sheva bought my mother a replacement cloth. The replacement cloth is made out of a cotton poly blend. The embroidery is crude and the colors not nearly as nice. The old cloth hung in our basement. We used the new cloth and remembered the much nicer original cloth. I loved that my aunt wanted to replace the cloth, I just hated the replacement because it was so much less than while evoking the beauty of the original. After my father died my mother sat me down and with great ceremony gave me all of her best tablecloths. She also gave me the worn Passover cloth and suggested that I could mend it. I did. Year after year ...

sarah in nyc

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