Who forgets to add butter to the popover batter? Me. Right here. These dry-looking, not-at-all buttery popovers weren’t bad, (cause they had cheese + herbs inside) but really not what we wanted. Popovers are just an airy vehicle for butter, and thats really why anyone ever wants to eat them. Also, I made these popovers weeks ago, and am just now using them as some very neglected blog content. Here we go!
We’re back on the CSA bandwagon. Cabbage slaw! Green savory pancakes! Potatoes Anna and baby lettuce! I may have neglected to mention that the delicate balancing act of three CSAs (produce, meat, fish) was too much to handle. Something was always languishing in the fridge, and I couldn’t stay on top of it all. The vegetable CSA alone is a full job to work through each week, and there is no slacking if you want to avoid veggie-guilt. Takeout sushi became our default subscription for many weeks, I won’t say how many, or how often. We jus now got back into our CSA, just in time for cabbage and root vegetable overload. Cabbage every week. Cabbage in soups, cabbage in salads. Cabbage as the main meal, and ok, some wilted cabbage in the bottom of the crisper. Heavenly things are coming for us though, like strawberries and more spring onions than we’ll know how to handle… and it will be wonderful.
Oh, and this? Oysters, shoestring fries, and maybe a little bit of bub… just an essential part of the Bay area bounty.
A couple days ago, I turned thirty. Thirty was not a scary milestone for me, but it did feel significant. Nothing abruptly changes or ends at thirty, but there is a transition-y feeling lingering in my mind. Ten years ago I turned twenty, and I can barely remember what that felt like. Twenty-year-old Kate was vaguely planning to go to law school after college, not move to Italy, have a huge life transition/crisis, get a design degree in San Francisco and work for herself. Nope, I was a different person then, thinking of a very different life for myself.
A much older someone recently told me to remember the feeling of being thirty, because 10 years from now, forty will feel twice as old. Nice, right?
I’ve always secretly felt eager to be a little older. Maybe its a holdover from being the youngest child, or usually finding myself the youngest among friends. I still feel it, I like being a little older. I feel more sure of myself and my work every year, I feel more confident in knowing when to say no and when to say yes to experiences, people and opportunities. Dare I say, thirty feels pretty good?
To celebrate and reflect on another year of growing, working and being a full-time grown woman, Intern and I took a few days off mid-week and drove to Healdsburg for a few days of fun and relaxation in wine country. We biked, we napped, we read books, we picnicked and wandered. I didn’t worry about anything for three full days!
The pace of the past week has been a welcome change from the past few weeks. Record divider production is officially complete for the year and the last remaining divider sets are in shops for the final days of holiday shopping. Now that production is done, everything feels much more manageable. I’ve had a lot of worries tied up in this project, mainly because launching a full product line a little more than 4 weeks before the holidays is really, really hard to do. I’ve learned a great deal about wood, lasers, packaging, production, etc, but I have more to figure out in the new year. Despite the challenges of launching so close to the holidays, its been a good (and exciting) run.
On the other side of work, I’ve wrapped up all my year-end client projects, but today I’m kicking off a new client project that I’m very excited about. Skill Exchange will also get a fresh start in early January, with a new event in partnership with the California Academy of Sciences. (!!) I’m planning to get a newsletter out in the next few days with all the details.
This week we made time to catch up with good friends over a cocktail and snacks, and we’ve been testing and tweaking some holiday recipes in preparation for hosting our first Christmas in San Francisco. Intern and I will be taking a full week off next week to enjoy some down time and recharge with family. Finally, I had time to go to an estate sale last week, and among other things, came home with this beautifully weird ceramic bread bowl. I’ve already wrapped it up and gifted it to a perfectly weird new owner!
The holiday rush has been lost on the cats. While I’m running around (like a headless chicken) fulfilling orders, wrapping product, running to the printer, delivering 15lb boxes (of organizational joy)around the city, these lazy cats are sleeping through the daylight hours. Aside from a few manic dashes through the house, or some feline excitement over new tissue paper and fresh greenery to inspect, scale and eat, these guys are unfazed by the holidays.
In my downtime (ha!) I made vanilla extract (3 months ago) that is now quite potent, and ready to be wrapped and shared. This weekend I had my first popover victory, with truly puffed and popped thyme, gruyere and pepper popovers. I’m tweaking the recipe for Christmas breakfast, to accommodate the dairy-free members of the family. So far, so good. This weekend I also sanded, hauled, packaged, assembled, labeled and delivered many, many packages of record dividers. I’ve got one more day of packaging, wrapping and delivering before I am done for the season. Hurray! And lastly, we’re decorating our tree this year with the objects that have been at the forefront of my mind these past few weeks- laser cut cats and record players!