This is a very normal pattern for me that happens when life is too busy. I try not to stress about the fact that when I am at my busiest I crave time in the studio and then when I finally have free time, like now, I find myself every where but in the studio.
So instead I bake!
A week ago, my dear friend MaryRose came up from Los Angeles for her sons graduation at UC Davis and she and her daughters stayed with me over the weekend. My daughter Indigo and MaryRose’s oldest daughter Lucy were best friends in preschool and we have been good friends ever since (23 years).
On the day my son had orientation at Berkeley I went to hang out with MaryRose at her sister Rachel’s house in Berkeley. Rachel had a plum tree that was abundant with fruit, so I came home with a bag of plums and used them in a new recipe.
I made the Plum Tart with Marzipan Crumble pictured above, with 8 plums and 2 nectarines (because we ate a few plums and didn’t have quite enough). The crust is made with ground almonds and is absolutely divine! The baked fruit was tart and pink, reminding me of Rhubarb, which I think would also work fantastically for this delicious tart recipe.
When I’ve got an intense schedule I have trouble concentrating while reading, something I love to do, and now that things have slowed down for a couple weeks I have been reading Ruth Reichl’s My Kitchen Year.
I love her books! She’s a wonderful story teller, funny and shares great recipes writing them as though you are standing in the kitchen with her. This book is about the year Gourmet magazine went under (2008, during the height of the recession) while she was editor and how she dealt with losing the best job she ever had. This is a book I will treasure!
spiky or round, branching or rosettes,
tall and thin or short and fat,
It breaks my heart that we live in a society that allows the average person to buy weapons of war, like AK-47’s, that are meant for nothing other than killing multitudes of people in minutes. I hope we can finally bring some reason and change to the laws that allow machine guns to be sold to the public and for mentally unstable people or ones on watch lists to purchase guns. Personally, I think all guns should go, but I know that’s not possible in this country right now.
In the mean time we need to listen to our enemies. Find out why they hate us (the west is not completely innocent here), find compassion and understanding and fill the world with love.
Phil and I enjoyed the lovely weather over the weekend, by making a trip to Bogle winery, a mere 20 minutes from my house, for a tasting and to pick up our quarterly wine club member bottles. Despite not making any textile art right now, I’m decompressing, getting back in the zone, and appreciating all the wonderful people in my life.