The Mystery of the Missing Needles

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I was a huge Nancy Drew fan as a kid (not to mention Trixie Belden, Cherry Ames and Hardy Boys).  I would sit for hours under the mimosa tree in the back yard with my very best friend Gina and pour over those books, certain that when I was older and wore pumps I would be solving crime and unraveling mysteries just like my heroines.  Trixie Belden books were great, because there were always fun mysteries to solve set in the gorgeous lush hills of the Hudson Valley. The Trixie series had something the other books did not… a rich neighbor girl who had horses!  I loved that Trixie was a tomboy like myself.  I could seriously relate. Cherry Ames was a wonderfully plucky and clever girl who became a nurse at the outset of WWII instead of becoming a wife. Again, very relate-able. The series follows her through nursing school to the battlefield in titles such as Cherry Ames Student Nurse and Cherry Ames Army Nurse.  Then on to more banal nursing jobs after the war ended including Cherry Ames Department Store Nurse. lol!  I love the first six or so books in the series especially.

Which brings us to last night.  Last night I was looking for needles to cast on for a swatch and I KNOW I have a set of double pointed US5 needles. But where were they? It seemed as if my inner nine year old was hot on the trail of a new mystery.  I’m not exactly the neatest egg in the carton, but I’m not a complete wreck either, and my needles could only have gotten so far. I looked everywhere that I thought they might be and came up with nothing. Well not exactly nothing. I did find my missing needle gauge.  I need to begin my swatch tonight so I’m going to buy a new set on my way home today. I guarantee you that they will turn up shortly after my purchase.  They’re probably on some unfinished object in the bottom of a plastic bin, covered by yarn stash.  Hmmm. Maybe this weekend is a good time to go through my stash and organize a bit.  Or maybe I’ll just curl up on the couch and re-read the Mystery Off Glen Road.


Last of Summer Peach Crumble

Peach 005Peach 001Peach 002 Peach 004Peach 006I was making some teeny peach pies for a friend who requested them, and I ended up with a bunch of leftover peachy bits, so I decided to make a scrummy yummy crumble for dessert that night.   I’m absolutely useless when it comes to making pie crust from scratch (I can hear Florrie rolling her eyes at me as she reads this lol) I have hot little hands and I nearly always overwork and over melt the butter and it comes out hard and tough. No bueno. So when I’m not in the mood for masochism, I usually go to my good friend the Pillsbury dough boy and get the pre-made stuff.

For my crumble:  To the peeled and diced peaches I added a tablespoon of white sugar, a heaping tablespoon of brown sugar, a pinch of salt and the zest of half a lemon. I stirred it up well and left the fruit to sit and macerate a bit. The peaches were really ripe and fragrant I felt like they didn’t need any other seasoning. After a few minutes it had a lovely dark, thick juice.  For the mini pies I bought  a pack of pre-made graham cracker pie crusts for the mini tins. I took the graham crust out and used the regular pie crust.

In an oven proof glass dish I added the peach mixture, I crumbled up the graham from the pie tins and sprinkled it on top.  I pulled the leftover pie crust into bits and layered that with cut up bits of cold butter, then I popped it into a 350 degree oven for about 25 minutes, until the top was golden brown and the fruit was bubbly.

It was really delicious… I wish i had had some vanilla ice cream to eat with it. Oh well… next time.  -Marie