I made it all the way through Winter in rude health, and now, four days into Spring, I’ve got the crud. The plague is upon me! I’m weak and wan! Perhaps you will understand the seriousness of the situation when I tell you that I ate only ONE BITE OF MY BIRTHDAY ENCHILADAS last night. One bite, Ann. A solitary morsel of one of my top ten foods from my favorite place. Who knows if I will even make it to lunchtime today, to reheat my richly deserved enchiladas. As Lin-Manuel Miranda told Charlie Rose, “Nothing is promised.”
Today’s snippets will resemble my enchilada bites, in that there is just the one. But it’s tasty.
In the aftermath of the 2011 tsunami disaster in Japan, a custom-handknitting business has arisen to employ local women. Read all about it in this Chicago Tribune article: “Hand-knit Clothing Boosts Employment in Japanese region hit by 2011 earthquake.”
The sweaters–limited to three models–are classic and beautiful. There is an Aran cardigan, a gansey, and a Fair Isle. The process to get one is complicated and expensive, and it looks like there’s a long wait.
Hmm, complicated, expensive and slow–does that remind you of a particular hobby?
I think Balto the rescue dog approves. (Not for nothing, but all proceeds from the sale of our Mitered Crosses Blanket pattern , which is now five years old because it was inspired by a desire to help out in the Japanese disaster in 2011, are still going to Mercy Corps, a highly effective international relief organization.)
Happy weekend all, and a wonderful Easter to all who celebrate.