sarah in nyc

This blog post reflects the state of my mind at the moment. Between my anxiety about my mother’s condition ( How much better will she get in rehab? Will she be able to live on her own after they let kick her out of rehab?) And my anxiety about getting ready for Passover after having missed a week of work time, my mind jumps from  topic to topic. If you find the concept of a jumble of ideas disconnected from one another in one blog to distressing, come back another day. I won’t take it personally. My husband often finds the workings of my brain slightly disconcerting, and I know that he loves me. I need to use up the flour and grans before Passover, so I made a batch of bagels. I ground up kamut and soft wheat into the dough as well as some oats. as I mixed the dough I realized the close affinity between porridge and bread dough. This did make excellent bagels. Anxiety is also a good time to guild the lily. I often find it difficult to actually creative when my head is fill...

I made this table cloth probably five years ago. It's made out of a black cotton pique. It's edged in pom pom trim. Yes, I know that it is totally silly. My friend, Mary-Katherine grew up mostly in Texas. She was having a pom-pom trim moment. It made her laugh. She was also a fairly constant guest at our table. She asked that I trim my cloth with the pop-poms. It was all the more amusing because I had to use three different colors of trim. My youngest has been complaining about this table cloth for the past several months. Each time he sets the table for Shabbat using this cloth he points out how spotted it is,  and how frequent laundering has not been kind to it. He is right. The cloth has been looking ratty. I have been hiding it's rattyness by covering the center of the cloth with one of my smaller vintage cloths. The wild 1940's printed cloths look great on top of the black. Today though, I decided to take more drastic measures. I cut the cloth up into napkins. I...