I opened a cupboard to put something away and a package of figs fell on my head. These figs had been languishing and I quite frankly had regretted their purchase once I had them home. But since our Abbey trip I have been trying to look at daily tasks, like cooking a meal, with fresh eyes. It’s something we do in our household, try to use what is at hand rather than always needing something new. There is a potential in people and objects that isn’t always obvious, but with a little help sometimes it can be a lot of fun to see what emerges.
Those are deep thoughts about figs. Anyhow, I heavily adapted a recipe found in a vegetarian cookbook for this. Instead of red wine, I blended vinegars and added extra honey. I had no anise so added cloves and cinnamon. The figs were stewed until soft and then taken out to cool. I reduced the vinegars and flavourings down to a syrup and poured it over the figs. I tasted it and was very, very pleased! The recipe calls for creme fraiche, well, ice cream will have to do.
This fairly weird blanket (seen being blocked) is also an attempt to use up a number of small balls of handspun. It is not exactly an example of fine craftmanship! There are many gauges and many different fibres knitted up into squares. I whip stitched the squares together. Sewing the squares and retaining the integrity of the shape was very difficult and some of the squares warped in the process. I had no real idea how to crochet the whole mass together and thought, “hey, I took a free form class, I will just make it work.” It kind of looks like an abstract painting from a distance. If you squint. The whip stitching is very “Frankensteinian” and the crochet is a hodge podge of single and double stitches. It is soft, squishy and very warm. I love this thing! I will just put it upstairs when we have company…
Finally today, I realized what this craft blog was missing. Food entry, yup. Picture of knitting, yup. But there was one thing.