Monday, August 31, 2009

The Yarnarian sagt Danke Vielmals, Marion!

Liebe Marion,

Danke vielmals! Du bist ja so talentiert!

And for the rest of you, you haven't wandered into the twilight zone of my awful German. I'm just thanking Marion for naming this wonderful pullover after me! Whoo hoo. My German is expanding to almost baby talk at this point because Marion and I chat, and mostly in German. She makes her way through my English, and I do strange things to the German language, but somehow, she understands me, and doesn't laugh. Well, I don't think she laughs, at least not on Ravelry or in her blog. I can just see her afterward, giggling with her daughter.

So, go and check out this amazing site.

Yes, I know it's all in German. But the pictures say a gazillion words. Marion is a mistress of patchwork knitting. I'm in awe of her. She is amazing. When I grow up, I want to be just like her. Marion, kanst du diese ganze Diskussion verstehen?
I have to resort to an online German/English dictionary, and then select what I think is the proper word for me to use. Lord knows what I'm actually writing. Oh, and those of you who think I should be using "Sie" instead of "du", I'm told by elder DD, who is fluent in German, that only old people use Sie. It's apparently considered quite old-fashioned. And when I attempt to make my way through various German postings and blogs, indeed they use du. And if you don't know what I'm talking about, well, then you don't much care about sie and du.

I just did some dyeing. I started out with the idea of neutrals, but the neutrals were having none of it. So, sort of neutrally colorways, or at least not the brights of the past couple of weeks. I did dye up 2 skeins of an 8 yard skein and used blues, orchids, purples, and greens. Not neutral, but not hot colors. The skein is enormous. NO pics, because everybody is cooking.

If you notice on the right side of the blog, there is a little knit-meter, which I update as often as I can. Well, I need a new knit-meter, one that measures how much I've frogged. I swear I knit some projects 5 times. I did finish a pair of socks, and it's now being tested for accuracy, and no dopey mistakes. And of course, I started another pair. My sock mojo is back! whoo hoo, or as Marion would say: huhu!

We saw the Brooklyn kids and grands on Saturday. The Benster had his curls all cut off, poor Grammie. I loved his curls, but his freckles are still on his nose, and he is a pistol. What a character, and so cute! What can I say about Little Lily? She's 6 months old and adorable. Just about ready to crawl, although she tends to swim backwards. What a cute age. And of course, the parents are wonderful. We have very nice children.

Gotta go and remove the skeins from the steamer. Yarn tomorrow, I hope.

Oh, and guess what? I went to the gym this morning. Yay, mighty and powerful me.

Alison - being a Grammie is the best thing in the whole wide universe, even better than chocolate or potato chips!

Marion - Lachst du mit meine deutsche Sprache? Meine Grammatik is schrechlich. Ich glaube dass ich ganz lustig bin. Oder etwas so.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

The Yarnarian Dyes for You.

I'm in a strange mode of dyeing oranges/rusts and jewel colors. Who knows why? Only the dyes themselves. Odd, but fun nonetheless.

So, here are the oranges: Fall, Orange My Orange, & Russet. All in Alexa yarn.

Jewels and green: Pale Green, Stained Glass & Fantasy.

And, ta da, I'm in serious Rainbow mode, so here are the latest 4 rainbows, all dyed in Rachel yarn (72 inches with lots of room for lots of colors). These are more fun to dye than you can imagine. Labor intensive, but so neat in the creativity area!

Rainbow Wine & Rainbow Green:

Rainbow Rust and Rainbow Purple

Want one before I list it? email me at: fritzL234 AT yahoo DOT com

Russet is spoken for.

Rainbow Rust is grabbed.

susanB - I am truly in fall mode, although I might be bright colored out for a little bit. Next week I think I'll do some neutrals, for a change. I also have a hankering to dye up some brown with jade and/or turquoise. I love the combination. Well, we shall see!

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

The Yarnarian is Crochety.

My bad sister made me do it. Here I was, a happy knitter, happily knitting, and along comes my bad sister and makes me crochet. It's all her fault. Hah, little sister, if you are reading this!

So what am I crochety about? Take a look at this:

Now you see what I mean? Is this not adorable? So, my bad sister forced me to go to the Stitching Bee and buy yarn to make an afghan. She took her crochet hook and threatened me if I did not buy yarn. What was a poor Yarnarian to do? Of course she went and bought yarn. Skinny DK wt, more what I would consider sport wt. In, gasp, acrylics and such. Hey, you think I'm ever going to hand wash this baby? In your dreams. And then I came home and remembered that I had a bunch of Debbie Bliss Baby Cashmerino that would fit in with gauge. So, now I have a large bunch of colors, and am crocheting away like a crazy woman, and it's all her fault.

Why is my husband tooting on a horn at 2:30 AM? That's what he's doing right now. The Hubbo is losing it. Ah ha. He bought an army bugle at a garage sale (who knows why), and he just fitted a cornet mouthpiece onto it in place of a standard mouthpiece. And tooted. Doesn't every Hubs do this?

Carolyn - And most of the colors are acrylic, yep, the evil acrylic! Mwahahahaha!

KV - What is it about younger sisters and crochet hooks? They might be in cahoots with each other!

Margene - Isn't it fun? I'm enjoying myself so much with this. My poor knitting is suffering.

CathyR - It's sort of shabby chic, isn't it?

Thursday, August 20, 2009

The Yarnarian Loves Cups and Mugs

I collect demitasse cups and saucers, and I adore my mugs. So this week when I was looking for some dyeing ideas, I decided to use a few of my favorites for some inspiration. Most of these cups and mugs have lots of white, and I dyed up BFL, which has a definite cream base. So I decided to ignore the white and concentrate on the other colors. All these sock yarns are my new Linda yarn, BFL/nylon 80/20. Unbelievably soft and hard-wearing. My British customers tell me that BFL is very strong, much better in fact for socks than merino. I know that my merino wears well. I haven't yet worn the BFL socks I'm knitting. Who wears woolly socks in this kind of heat. Yes, I know that wool wicks, but give me sandals in 90+ deg. summer days. And anyhow, I have 1.25 socks finished. So that takes care of that. At any rate, here they are.

Italian Demitasse Cup and Dainty Demitasse Cup:

Japanese Mug & Floral Cup:

Pottery Mug and Oriental Mug:

And, because I'm looking for a yarn for a pretty shawl for me, I also dyed up 2 skeins of Judith fingering wt yarn, merino/cashmere/silk, NOT superwash. Yes, if you want, I will graciously give them up for you. Hey, I know the dyer; she can always do another for me.

Tigerlily & Azure:

Off for a color job at the hairdresser. I'm sort of striped reddish brown and gray and white. I look very silly at the moment. Maybe I should do it this way intentionally. My sister is coming for a visit today. We'll do girly girl things for a few days. Fun for us!

Family crises are slowly abating. Some have been resolved, some are in process, and one is unfortunately the way it is. So it goes. We're all pretty relaxed at this stage, and chugging along as always. Thanks for your support and kind words; You know I appreciate it.

Floral Cup is taken. Smart Shark. No, not the usual Shark, a new Shark! giggle

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

The Yarnarian Continues.

So here is the new edition of the fichu. Will this be the final one? Who knows? At the moment I like working on it. A bit of a twist here, but very pleasant. I'm not wild about the first few rows; it looks sort of dorky to me. Maybe I'll play here with another yarn. After all, how many times can a female frog a fichu?

Socks finished: Nameless as yet. I've finished the first one, and have done about 1.5" of the second one. I do love BFL yarn. So silky and woolly, and delicious. I just got in another shipment of it, so now I can dye and show you new goodies. Provided, of course, that I don't hog it all for myself, greedy woman that I am.

Now some of you are going to scream that there is significant flashing on the foot. Yes, I know there is. I like pooling and flashing and such. The only time I don't like the effect is when I'm trying to put a pattern in with it. Blech! Way too confused. But I like how the stitches on the leg worked out. I suppose I could have done this on the foot, too, but I was already bored and wanted to finish the sock. And anyhow, you know I like that crazy effect.

And just 'cause I love you, here is my latest attempt at long skein dyeing. This one is more than 8 yards in circumference, i.e. your tall hubs will have room to move around if you place the yarn on the floor and have him lie down within the circle. Did I leave it that way for you? Are you kidding? You'd throw down your needles and give up knitting if I sent you a skein that wasn't reskeined. I have 2 of these, one a fraction of an oz larger than the other (I clearly cannot count), plenty of yarn for socks. Here's the original: (note that I am winding up 2 skeins worth at a time; it's way too messy to do very skinny skeins.) The name of the yarn is Serenade. Yes, the spelling is correct. I kept making mistakes and now it's imprinted on my mind!

Here is Serenade in a much more manageable form.

Price is $23/skein because of the tons of extra work here. I might keep the smaller skein for me. I'm dyeing to see how it works up (spelling of dyeing is intentional.

German readers: How do you say: "Have you finished knitting the sweater?" I've got the "Hast du" part right, but can't remember the correct word for "finish."

Maggisen - According to DD, who is fluent in German, and has spent time in Germany, Sie is almost passe. People now use "du". I've been reading some German blogs and even attempting to correspond on Ravelry with a wonderful German designer, and they all use du. So go figure. I guess people are much more informal than they were. Anyhow, thanks for the phrase. I shall use it in my correspondence.

This Rav message writing is a riot: I read German much better than write it, and my friend barely writes English, and yet somehow we chat with each other. I want to use the sentence in a blog comment; I have a feeling that the German speakers are howling with my misuse of the language. I'm amazed at what I remember, and appalled at what I've forgotten. I've been using the Web for translation, but this time it just didn't work. So, you might be called on for more help! ;-)

Linda - I'm guessing that the larger of the 2 skeins has about 380 yards. It could be a bit more or less. It was not tightly skeined up, so I think this is about right.

CathyR - I don't do much patterning on the foot any more. For one thing, that part is hidden by my shoes, and like you, I'm tired of the pattern already! In this case, I didn't want the foot to be as thick as the leg; I want to make sure that the socks will fit into my shoes.

The Yarnarian is a Frogger!

Yep, I frogged the colorful fichu in yesterday's post. I didn't like the edges, so rip rip rip it went.

Here's the most amazing thing about Bambi yarn: I can frog lots of times, and it stays nice. Given that I'm a frog in disguise, this is a good thing!

More later!

Monday, August 17, 2009

The Yarnarian has a couple of new scarves.

Did I scare you yesterday with that long post? Sometimes blogging is a stream-of-consciousness moment. But today, I have a couple of pretty pics. Well, I think they're pretty. I don't know about you.

Nameless Scarf 1: This is the one I've been working on forever. It seemed to move at a snail's pace, but oh, was it worth it. It is drapey, and deliciously soft, and I'm going to wear it a lot this coming fall and winter. And here's the neat thing, the thing I didn't expect: It's reversible! Cool, huh? I don't think the pattern is meant to be reversible, but it works out that way. So no matter how you flip it, it'll look good! In the pic on the chair, the left one is the right side, and the right one is the wrong side. Just the opposite in the first pic.

This was done in my new Rachel yarn with #4 needles. I think it might have gone faster with #5 needles, but 4s are what I grabbed so that's what I used.

Nameless fichu 1: This is knitted on an unloved skein of yarn. There it sat, unbought, and I finally decided to put it out of its misery and knit with it. And you know what? I like the cheeriness of the fabric. Even the Hubbo, who tends to deem such colorways as beyond hope and/or clown barf, likes it. I can see me wearing this on a rainy, dingy day over a dark color, perhaps navy. It would perk me right up. Such is the fun of variegated sock yarn; it's relatively inexpensive, you get a lot of knitting out of it, it can be unpredictable (which I love), and you get a cute scarf to brighten up your day.

The yarn is Bambi, and I love working on it. Size 5 circ needles, and knit back and forth.

Other news: I'm in the process of catching the Hubbo's cold. The temps are in the 90's, summer came late, and I'm living in AC. Usually, I don't keep it cold at all, but we both feel sufficiently crummy that I've actually put the temp at 77 degrees.

I won't get to dyeing today; I have 2 major errands to run, and I don't want to push myself. My sister is coming for a visit for a couple of days, so I want to be in good shape to do girly things with her.

Sunday, August 16, 2009

The Yarnarian Chats About Aging. WArning: Long Post!

Good grief, I haven't posted since last Tues! Blame it on the family crises, which are now somewhat abating. Happiness is a life coming out of crisis mode. I don't think you ever appreciate how lovely peace and quiet are until you've been kicked out of that mode. Well, I won't say anything else lest the evil spirits hear me.

Mommie news
: I have a charming Mommie story to tell you. For those of you who are fairly new to this blog, I have a 94 year old Mom (95 in 3 months!) who is living in what the Hubbo calls an "elderly commune". Not a nursing home, not even assisted living, but an organized group of 24 people living in a "home" within a senior apt. house. No nursing staff, but the kitchen folks will open up the pill containers and the residents will then take their pills. Lots of close interaction: the folks eat lunch and dinner together, breakfast is buffet, and the Mommie chooses to sleep through breakfast. Hey, she's healthy and it's her choice.

The most wonderful staff anywhere. Everyone from the director to the cleaning staff is wonderful and kind to the residents. It's not elegant, no fancy wallpaper in the halls and meeting rooms that no one uses, and gorgeous china in elegant cabinets. None of that, but such wonderful love and care! I cannot begin to tell you what a nice place this is for people who can no longer live on their own. Most of the residents are somewhat hard of hearing, lots of short term memory loss, the usual aches and pains of very old age, but people muddle through. Each person has her own apartment with the stoves disabled. Apparently too many people forgot they had their stoves on and there were all sorts of fire dept calls. OK, everybody here is well done with cooking, and besides, the meals are home cooked with their own private chef making dinner, and the morning chef makes the best soup in the universe.

You're getting the picture. OK, so the Mommie spent Tues night with us quite unexpectedly. The staff knew of course. Wed we brought her back about 10 minutes after supper started. When the folks, including all the staff, saw her, they broke out into applause and welcomed her back. " E.., it's so good to see you; we missed you; welcome back!" This after only one night not there. The look on her face was priceless! Can you imagine such a charming reaction? So that's the latest Mommie story.

And speaking of the Mommie, her short term memory is getting considerably worse, but she's quite safe, and I hired a companion to get her out of bed and showered and dressed. And her lovely companion now convinces her to take part in some of the activities. My Mommie! Who would believe.

All of which has made me do some serious thinking about extreme old age, and what it means. Most people's reaction to me chatting about Mom's memory loss, is to say: Oh, the poor dear. And then they make murmuring soothing sympathetic sounds. I have to say that, while I do wish Mom were the way she was 4 years ago, I'm not disturbed by her memory loss. She's physically amazingly healthy and comfortable, and is not particularly bothered by the fact that she never remembers what you said 10 minutes ago. She just asks her questions again and you respond again. Is it great? Hell, no. But it seems to be part of that extreme aging process, and as long as she's well cared for, and she is, it's nothing to worry about or even feel sad about. Her sense of humor is amazing, much better than it was, she's made her adjustment to living where she is. Sometimes she forgets her house, where she lived for a bazillion years). So? I remind her of it and then we have a memory moment that's quite charming. And if we have pretty much the same conversation each time I visit, it's no sweat off my back. We laugh, I tease her about her memory, she laughs back, and it's very very pleasant.

The key thing to this point of old age is care and safety. Fortunately she doesn't have Alzheimer's. That's a different disease entirely. She just has what used to be called senile dementia. I don't like the word "dementia". It implies that there is this crazy screaming lunatic prowling around. Nope, it should be called senile memory loss. Much better.

At first, when we moved her into the "Home" (as she used to call it), I felt terribly guilty that I couldn't tolerate her living with us. No guilt now! She's surrounded by people her own age with much of the same frailties, and she has a support group here. Plus, I'm not constantly on her case to remember her meds, to eat properly, to watch TV with us. She has as much company as she wants, people watch out for her, the staff is beyond incredible, and she's genuinely happy. The Hubbo and I feel that if we get to her stage in life, we would be very content to live in a place like this.

MIL news: More mom news, this time about my MIL, who fell yet again, broke 2 fingers and clobbered her pelvis. She's now in a very good nursing home, where she gets plenty of therapy a day, and is feeling a bit better. She's understandably disgusted with the entire mess; this is the 2nd time she has had a major fall and breakage, but she's hanging in there, and is not quite as depressed as when she first fell. Fortunately my BIL and SIL live the next town over, so she has company. She's a very gregarious person, and this particular nursing home is good for her. And of course, she sees her kids. We visited this weekend and she's looking pretty good for someone in her current shape. The goal is to get her walking again. Yup, she needs a walker; therapy is to keep her out of a wheel chair. So they're working her.

The Ex is out of intensive care and in telemetry, which I suppose is better than ICU. He's in pretty bad shape, but seems to be rallying. My daughters are dealing with it. Not great, but that's the way it is, and they're doing OK.

Miss P news: Ah, I've saved the best for last: Miss P is having a piece of her art work from first grade exhibited at the Minnesota State Fair! Picasso, move over; here comes Miss P. Is this cute or what? Her folks have promised me a pic; they can't remember which art work it is, so it will be a surprise for them.

We saw the MA family this weekend. Everyone is fine. the Principessa is getting ready for Kindergarten, and The Kid is howlingly funny. He kept trying to sing us some camp song, and got so silly that he fell down laughing. I love 9 year olds; they are so goofy.

And that's it. I suspect I've been redundant here, what with my comments about old age, and such. And ask me if I care! Hah. It's good therapy for me, too. giggle.

Maggisen - Sometimes she does have trouble following a conversation, mostly it seems, because she is not focusing. It's not disturbing, once you understand what is happening. but temper tantrums, or similar behavior - no. She can be very fuzzy, but then the fog clears, and she is her old self again. She sleeps and sleeps and sleeps. It feels as if she is winding down. Does that make any sense?

Linda - I think I will turn into my mother. I feel it coming upon me already!

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

The Yarnarian Dyes Pretty Yarns!

Yup, that's what I've been doing, in between dealing with some family crises. Do you find that knitting or crochet are soothing when you're dealing with real messes? I do too. And I also like dyeing for a bit of stress relief. So here are what I did the other day:

Judith Fingering Wt Lace Yarn: Veneer and Red! Veneer is a combo of 2 browns; Red! is really a gorgeous blue red, but my camera wants to make it an orange red. NOT.

Rose Yarns: Yup, I found some Rose yarn in my yarn room; I had forgotten all about it. Pretty Posey, Coffee-Fudge Swirl, Key Lime Pie and Choco-Mint Ice cream!

Rachel Yarn: Pond and Rainbow Brick:

Penny Long Skein (2 skeins of this one). Dyed in an 8+ yard skein, so with some real stiping possibilities: Serenade. This needs to be reskeined obviously. I do it on the sun porch, but it is already so hot today that it will have to wait.

If you want, let me know and I'll invoice you. fritzL234 AT yahoo DOT com.

Red! is grabbed. I knew it would be. Tee hee.

Coffee-Fudge Swirl is taken. I admire the taste of my sharks, and you know who you are. giggle. I do wish I had an emoticon to put in a real giggle, but I don't.

Choco-Mint Ice Cream is gone.

Ruth in Ottawa - If I'm knitting in extreme tension, then I will knit much tighter than my gauge ought to be. But if I'm knitting under more normal miserable stress, as in now, then my knitting is fine. It is very soothing to do, and if I don't have time to decompress with my knitting, I'm not a happy camper.

Henya - Things are getting better in the world of Chez ruth. Thank G-d! Enough craziness for a long time. And it came in threes, so maybe there will be a nice long time after this when things just bumble along. Bumble is good.

Probably Jane - Yup, the dyeing helped a lot. So now I'm waiting for the sotm yarn to arrive so that I can get that finished. Should be here on Tues.

Saturday, August 8, 2009


Email is back. Whew, relief!

No pics, no knitting, no nuttin. Mostly dealing with family crises, some serious, some almost serious, some pesky. You know how it goes.

My ex in in very bad shape, in intensive care and I'm feeling rather sad about it. Yes, he is my Ex, and for very good reasons, but he is my daughters' father, and I feel sad that he's in such bad shape. Mostly I feel bad for my kids. I long ago made my peace with him. I reasoned that I would have contact with him forever given that he is the DDs' father, and to carry around that load of anger was just not healthy for me, so I moved on. Forgiven? Maybe. It's all irrelevant. I'm so happily married to the most wonderful and weird Hubbo in the world, so who cares what happened so long ago.

My poor MIL suffered a fall and broke some bones. This poor lady has just not felt well for quite a while, and a fall like this on top of a serious fall of a few years ago is just awful. Luckily she lives near my BIL and SIL, and they are the point people when she's ill. The Hubbo and I have many conversations about the necessity of being physically near a kid when we get older. Taking care of an elderly parent when you are many miles away is impossible, and it isn't fair to expect the child to uproot herself/himself from a job and family to take care of you. Nope, it's your turn to move near the caretaker.

On an up note, I happily engaged in knitting lots of projects. No new pics to show you, but I'm quite content.

Lilacs 4 Angels - I'd say the Washington kids; they can share the work. It really is such a responsibility. BTW, do you have your living wills done? My ex did nothing about this, and now I fear my daughter will have to make decisions that no child should have to make.

KV - One of the best things about growing older is that I can look at him now without all that negativity which which I viewed him before. What's done is done, and I have gotten on with my life. The sadness I feel is that a human being with so much ability could have made such a mess of his life. At least my kids will have some closure with him one way or the other. Neither one has had much to do with him for years. So, in some sense, this is a good misery.

Quick post!

My yahoo account is not functioning. Some idiot code error, so if you are trying to reach me there, I can't get the message. You can always leave a comment on the most recent post or on Ravelry.

Ask me if I am happy about the Yahoo mess! I'm growling and complaining like crazy. I am in touch with Yahoo, but no results yet.


Thursday, August 6, 2009

The Yarnarian has a recipe for you.

Have you ever eaten paneer? Paneer is a simple, fresh cheese that tastes wonderful. If you like Indian food, you will have eaten it. No, it's not spicy at all, just plain cheese, kind of like farmer cheese only much much better! I first saw a recipe for it many many years ago in the NY Times Sunday magazine section, and was totally intrigued. I've made it on and off, but haven't done it in over 10 years.

The other day, I had a yen for it, and made it again. Wow, it's every bit as good as I remember.

Here's what you need:

1/2 gal. milk. I use 2% because I like the richer taste, but have used skim and 1% also, and it's just fine. If we weren't watching our cholesterol, I'd make it using whole milk or even half and half.

1/4 cup white vinegar or fresh lemon juice. This is your souring agent. The paneer will not taste like vinegar at all.

Line a colander with good paper towels or a few layers of cheesecloth. You want to be able to drain the paneer without losing the curds. Set the colander either into the sink or on top of a bowl.

Bring milk to a boil in a large pot. It helps in clean-up time to spray the pot with cooking spray or even brushing the bottom and sides with canola oil. Watch it carefully when it looks like it's going to boil. It happens very quickly and believe me, you don't want to clean that mess up.

When it comes to a boil, turn off heat and pour in the vinegar or lemon juice. Almost immediately lovely white curds will appear, and the liquid left will become a pale greenish color. That's the whey, as in curds and whey.

Gently scoop the curds using a large slotted spoon, or one of the large Chinese mesh spoons into the colander. You'll see the bit of liquid draining away, and what you have left is pure paneer. You can top it with a couple of paper towels and then put a heavy weight on it to help it drain. You can also dump the entire thing into your colander, but then it takes forever and ever to drain. Trust me, the slotted spoon is your friend.

Try to shape the paneer into a block. When it's pretty much drained (You may have to change the paper towels or cheese cloth a couple of times), cut it up into little pieces, put into a plastic bag and refrigerate it. You can also freeze it. There, you have a protein-rich, tasty addition to any recipe you make.

Paneer fun: 1. I tend to nibble on the curds as they get scooped. They're mighty hot but cool quickly and they are beyond wonderful. Warning: this stuff is addictive! You can easily eat half of it at this point. the curds practically melt in your mouth. No, it doesn't taste sour. In fact it has a slightly sweet taste.

2. Try using a cup of plain yogurt as your souring agent. It will take a lot longer to drain, but you'll get the best paneer going, and lots more of it since yogurt is a milk product. If it's taking too long to form into curds, add a tablespoon or so of vinegar.

3. You can season the milk as it is heating up. So, let's say you want to use it in an Italian recipe, season the milk with herbs that would live with tomato sauce. The paneer will be subtle, but tasty.

4 When it's done and you've cut it up, pat very dry, and fry it. It will form a lovely crust. You can refrigerate it or freeze it also in this form.

5. It doesn't melt into your sauces; it stays whole, which is a nice addition.

6. Give it to a fussy eating kid. Don't tell the kid that it's paneer. Make up a name like milk squares or such. It's protein and calcium rich and you want to fool that fussy eater into trying it.

All this verbiage for a mindlessly simple recipe. Do try it, and if you have any variations, let me know, and I'll post them.

Knitting chat: Who's going to Sock Summit? Not me, obviously. After all the hoopla about it, I am so curious as to how it goes. There has been a bit of chat on the Ravelry forums about organizing a Lace Summit. Boy would I love to go to that one. Not that anything is in process; people are just starting to noodle around with the idea.

Henya - I made some today. Flavored the milk with garlic and rosemary, and I added it to a sauce I made. mmmm. so tasty!

itsJUSTme-wendy - I don't know. I've never made cottage cheese and I don't much like it. This has a sweetness to it, not powerfully sweet, just a hint of it. You can use tofu instead, but tofu to me has very little taste, whereas paneer is very tasty.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

The Yarnarian Has More Yarn!

Remember this from yesterday? Greenola.

Well, I spent some time (lots of time) winding it up into 2 skeins and here they are:

Here are the numbers: each skein is approx 3.7 oz, and 380 yards. That is generally what skeins come out to be after they have been dyed. Before dyeing, the yarns tend to look like string. All of them that I dye have this property. Afterwards, they will plump up. I'm not sure if that is due to shrinkage or the nature of undyed vs. dyed yarn, but there it is. The yardage seems to be the industry standard for indie dyed yarns. So what I think is approx 400 yards, is less. However, there is a lot of stretch in wool yarns, and we all put tension on when we knit or crochet, so it seems to me that a relaxed 380 yards will work out to 400 yards when that bit of tension is applied. Here's what you can do: Measure 4 inches of yarn at a relaxed state; then give it a bit of stretch as you would when knitting with it. See what I mean? And now that I've totally confused you, let me tell you the cost of these long-dyed skeins. $23/skein + shipping, of course.

When I dye up these long repeat skeins, I'll do 2 or 3 at a time. This way I can easily get the same repeats. It's actually easier dyeing a fatter skein anyhow; the yarn wants to behave much better. So now I'm going to try dyeing 8+yard skeins, probably 3 at a time. And then the color repeats will really be long!

Here are the rest of the new yarns:

Lila and Fruity Tooty

Rachel: Blue Hour and Rose Queen

See if you can embiggen one of the Rachel yarns so that you can see that little twist. It will look fatter than Penny, but that's the wonderful elasticity of this yarn. It works up to a true fingering wt. Wonderful stuff to knit on!

Not much new on the knitting front. I'm working on 4 scarves and a pair of socks, and yesterday I went back to that pretty cantaloupy colored shawl I'm knitting.

We have finally found summer weather. It's going to be 90 today. I finally put the AC on yesterday afternoon, and slept with it on. My sun porch, where I skeined up the long repeat yarn, is so hot. Hey, it's a sun porch. We are a month late in getting summer. Does this mean a later fall and winter? Who knows. We get what we get.

The Hubbo and I are going on a date tonight: We'll have a hangerber out and then the Harry Potter movie. Miss P insists upon calling a hamberger a hangerber, and so it has become.

Lila is spoken for.

Sharon - Do you have the recipe for the naan?


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