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Wednesday, January 31, 2024

Knitters, hake, and Hercules

Yesterday was hake for lunch, with big capers scattered around, and steamed broccoli with blue cheese crumbles. Hake is a nice friendly whitefish, not too expensive, that you can add sauces, or here capers, without clashing, because it's a neutral flavor. This week's package made three meals. I love cod, but there wasn't any this week, and halibut, which never fits into my budget. 

It got up my brainpower to go to the Tuesday Knitting Group, where lovely things are happening, as you see.


Here M is showing her top down short sleeved cardi, which she dyed using an acid dye which she'll tell me about next week. This color is wonderful. She's very interesting -- a spinner! Using spindle and wheel. And she's done natural dyeing as well as this acid dye.  It's so cool to be in the company of someone who spins. Not many of them around here.


Here's S's baby blanket, which is a lacy pattern. She says she's a beginner, but I think she's far beyond. She's interested in having another project to turn to, so is thinking of trying socks, and took pictures of my simple sock pattern. 


And here are G's amigurumi pug dogs,  which will look puggier when she uses that brown yarn in the background for ears. She'll make the noses from felt.

Good news -- they've extended the group through February. I think they're going a bit at a time, to see if it holds up. It's a friendly group, so if there's a chance of one where you live, I'd really give it a try. Everyone feels timid at first, until they meet.

Once home, Handsome Son visited, polished off the last of those caraway cookies and the walnut chocolate cake, discussed his latest electronic DIY build, full of terms unknown to me, whether Malinowski might run for governor, batteries, car insurance which is going up 28%, shock, horror, and other interesting probably male-oriented subjects.

And my trusty jar opener, without which olives and capers are the impossible dream, finally collapsed and here's its replacement


Complete with a rather clinical set of graphics inscribed into the pad to explain how to use the opener, and what the counter pad does when it's not stored in the blade area.


It's Oxo, which has served me well with other small appliances helpful to my creaky old hands.

Speaking of strength


Happy day everyone, maybe there's an appliance to insert pills into cats?