I know I promised in my last post or so to actually try some adventurous cooking and I must say all things I've tried lately have been a bust. I've been all thumbs in the cooking department this past week and I must blame this peculiarity for my lack of posting. I did since last writing, however, have a blast at a bluegrass concert featuring my friend Cassie's uncle; visited with Grandma; stocked up at the farmer's market again (and am very excited to hear mushrooms are coming this weekend!); and all-in-all just did my normal thing. Very unblogworthy in many ways.
I did, however, charge up my digital camera and wanted to present to the world my cute little cabinet that I've painted back to its original ivory color and filled with cake pedestals, Mom-mom's depression glass, and all manner of fun cookbook and kitcheny things. It's still a beat-up kind of bugger and my paint job isn't the best, but it's functional with a little bit of whimsy thrown in (I love the original black edging on the glass doors). And let's be realistic anyway, I live a shabby chic life so this fits right in among the other hand-me-downs scattered about. This also gives me more room on my counter and I'm enjoying spreading out while cooking instead of working on the front six inches of counter space.