Beach Cottage Vintage Mixing Bowls + Dell From Hell Update
Fri 22nd, Jan, 2010
Are you interested in the Dell from Hell update?
Lemme tell you, the plot thickens (it involves, dare I say it, a nice man from DELL from HELL & what I was gonna post on the nightmare scenario from yesterday (you can read the Tweets on it here)
I’ve cut til I see what happens today.
At the moment though I am still amongst teenagers in the Family Room with BMX Tricks and Scooter Specials on the TV as the background
I will update you tomorrow, or tonight the goings-on of today.
But, less of that boring techno stuff and my whining and onto much nicer things, delicious, chunky old vintage things…
Before I start to tell you about the Hungarian vintage mixing bowl, which is actually Romanian *smile, I scored the other day on my treasure hunting trip with the bad timing, I have to just blog this little 14 yr old/7 yr old conversation over the dinner table.
I was in the bedroom busily minding my own business, while they were getting on with an early supper, when I heard this question…
7 yr old: ”If you had a girlfriend, what would her name be?”
(how quickly did my ears prick up as Mr Teenage BC pretends not to care about this stuff)
14 yr old: “dunno” (said in true teenage-boy style)
7 yr old: “You have one don’t you?” (me straining ear around door to listen to answer)
14 yr old: “NO!!!!!”
7 yr old: “nonchalantly “nah, nor do I”
hahaha, I laughed to myself, rooted to the spot as I listened to this, firstly so very very male…a handful of words, little interaction on the surface but actually bundles of male bonding going on…secondly so very funny that the younger one was so totally in control…
So, lets get onto old mixing bowls then. Do you know anything about these? And are you as obsessed with them as I am? Even when your baking is limited to a handful of recipes?
I now have a small collection. A growing collection for sure. I love them on the side on the open shelves in the kitchen. They are kinda decorative and useful, shame I don’t personally use them much, though really I have to say that the last few years of teaching the kiddos the basis of what amounts to 5 baking recipes, has now meant that they are beginning to explore baking on their own.
Thanks be. Cos I am not in any shape or form a baker. And nor do I ever want to be. Way too much preciseness going on in this department for me to be any good at it ;-)
So, it is with unbridled enthusiasm that I see those two younger Beach Cottage kiddos filling, mixing and stirring in these chunky old beauties.
…the other day, for breakfast, they informed me they were going to try their hands at pancakes…
Sheesh. Visions of batter splattered all over the kitchen and me not only clearing it up but moaning while doing so, literally swam in front of my eyes.
The Beach Cottage Witch got her broomstick all tuned up to fly in at clear up time.
But, a while later, I pass-by the kitchen. All is calm. Two old vintage mixing bowls are on the side and more importanly, two perfect pancakes are on the hob.
And that is why, you see, I hunt out vintage mixing bowls.
To project an image of domestic bliss… ;-)
While in fact, they are working and I am reading the paper…
I will however, be using this tomorrow night, just to perpetrate the domestic bliss scenario further…
I will probably go for roast pork and roast potatoes, on the barbie, courgette bake & big salad and a few bits to pick at from the deli (friends of course bring the desert part)
I’m after a kinda impressive salad though, do you have any up your sleeve?
note to lurkers: interaction at this point required… comments, opinion and recipes very much appreciated at this Beach Cottage *wink *wink
But not an impressive salad that means work.
Oh no, no, no.
I mean a salad that looks very much like you’ve spent hours pouring over cooking books (or would that be cookbooks lol), ages chopping up oh-so-unusual ingredients with a mezzaluna when really you’ve shoved ingredients on a platter, drizzled on a bit of oil and hoped for the best (a bit like this cottage really)…are they not the best recipes? …the secret ones we women share, or sometimes, really WILL NOT share…c’mon…give it to me..
it’s gonna be a warm weekend…like a stinking hot one….we are hoping to go to a new-to-us beach that we ‘found’ that we’ve been driving past for the last 4 years almost daily…it’s nice and rustic, mmm
be good (oh and Monday I have a fabulous Makeover to show you…hint, see that frame up on the wall…it’s good…it’s *really really good *wink)
oh and if you comment you’ll be in for the Anthropolgie Giveaway from yesterday
*I’ll announce the Anthropologie Giftcard winner tomorrow* thanks*