Showing posts with label Pottery Barn. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pottery Barn. Show all posts

Sunday, July 12, 2020

A Stars and Plaid Independence Day

Hurray for the Red, White and Blue!  I love Independence Day!  A day to celebrate our freedom and the many blessings we enjoy, even in these trying times!


The plaid patchwork quilt came straight off the bed of one of our guest rooms.  It used to belong to my son, John.  Well, just for today, it's gonna do double duty as our tablecloth!


Let's start things off with some watermelon stars and blueberries.  They were surprisingly easy and fast to do, and they look so festive!


See what happens?  Give me an inch and I'll take the whole arm!  The watermelon stars turned out so well, that I decided to make apple stars for the sangria.  Ugh!  What did I get myself into?  The process was painfully time consuming.  The apple wedges were barely big enough to get one star out of each wedge.  For the thrifty souls among you, don't worry, we turned the discarded apple pieces into delicious juice.


We soaked the apple stars in lots of lemon juice to keep them from turning brown, then incorporated them into the sangria.  It was delicious!


I have to confess that we wimped out and added a 20-oz. bottle of Sprite to the sangria.  It was too hot for alcohol, and we're not big drinkers anyway.


Red Cambria Stoneware dishes, American Star Flag napkins and Bistro Flatware all came from Pottery Barn.  The chargers came from Pier 1, they were originally hot pink, and were spray painted in this soft ivory.


Our guests could snack on some treats while the rest of the lunch was prepared.  In addition to the watermelon and blueberry, we had pretzels, popcorn and dark chocolate-covered almonds.  A little juicy, a little salt, a little sweet, a little chocolate.  All the bases were covered.


Red, white and blue . . . and berries, too!  I am forever on the lookout for cute cocktail napkins.  


Have you ever seen Gerbera daisies in such a brilliant red?  I didn't have to work very hard at putting together a centerpiece for this table.  With these beauties, anything else seemed redundant.


Voilà!  The table is set.  Given the pandemic, I was thankful to be able to pull all these pretty things out of storage without having to shop.


We grilled the most amazing shrimp.  Here's the recipe:  2 pounds of extra large shrimp, peel and deveined.  Make the marinade with ½ cup honey, 6 tablespoons low-sodium tamari sauce, 2 tablespoons olive oil, 6-8 garlic cloves, peeled and minced (be lavish with the garlic!), and ½ teaspoon red pepper flakes.  Add the marinade to the shrimp and refrigerate for 4 hours in a plastic bag, turning occasionally.  Skewer the shrimp and cook on the hot grill for 3 minutes on each side.  You've got to try this!


We served it with Spanish rice, corn on-the-cob, and cornbread.  


These are, hands down, our favorite corn holders - and we've owned a lot of them.  Our kids loved corn-on-the-cob, and we made it frequently.  Consequently, we went through a lot of corn holders.  They are generally rather flimsy, and the tines break off after a few uses.  The clear acrylic with brilliant colors, and the fact that they interlock with each other for storage are nice features, too!  I bought them at Whole Foods, but they are available at other supermarkets as well.


Among my favorite memories of our trips to Italy are the wonderful cakes that hotels serve for breakfast.  When we travel abroad we prefer eating a hearty breakfast at the hotel before heading out for a day of sightseeing.  These cakes tend to be a bit on the dry side and not overly sweet.  They are meant to accompany a great cappuccino.


A Cherry Almond Cake was just the ticket.  My husband was very helpful in photographing a few shots for this post, while I was busy getting lunch ready.


Aha!  So this is why he was being so helpful . . .


Easy, Tiger!  We've got to keep this G-Rated!


Anyway, the cake turned out delicious.  I used a yellow box cake mix, added almond extract and fresh cherries.  Then, I covered the batter with sliced almonds.  When the cake cooled, it was covered with powder sugar.


These days, I don't wear makeup for just anybody.  We got up early to watch the neighborhood's Independence Day car parade.  We wanted to support our association, that has worked so hard to keep the neighbors engaged, and safe during this pandemic.


One more picture with my hubby because he's a cutie pie, and has made the day tremendously fun for me.


And one more picture of the Gerbera daisies because, flowers.  I hope your holiday was fantastic!

Monday, December 9, 2013

Black Friday

Oh, sure, some folks went shopping . . . but some of us relaxed with good friends and comfort food . . .


There was already a pretty centerpiece ready to be used again . . .


And this time, the table is set in calming neutrals.  Pretty soon, we will be surrounded by Christmas colors!


I love that hour before a party starts, and the table is set . . .


The sun is setting and its rays are streaming through the windows.  It's such a lovely sight!


Won't you join me for an apéritif before the guests arrive?

Featuring:

Dinnerware - Traditions by Williams-Sonoma (my every day dinnerware)
Flatware - Treble Clef by Gourmet Settings
Glassware - The Dollar Tree
Wheelbarrow Cellars (used here for red pepper flakes) - Pottery Barn (several years ago)
Linens - Pottery Barn Classic Linen in Flax
Mini Salt & Pepper Shakers - Crate and Barrel eons ago
Tall candlesticks - Marshall Field's (wedding present 30 years ago)
Short candlesticks - The Dollar Tree

Thursday, August 29, 2013

Summer's Glory

Start with a glorious sunflower for inspiration . . .
 
Gather a bunch for unapologetic delight . . .


Add a rich, blue plate for contrast . . .


Make it a calico plate, smothered with wild flowers . . .

Simple burlap bows to tie the napkins . . .  


And the napkins must be yellow, the color of ripe corn . . .


Flatware that evokes unfurling flowers . . .

A pretty glass, as blue as the summer sky . . .

 
A wheelbarrow to hold the salt . . . 


The days may be getting shorter . . .

But summer is still alive with possibilities . . .
 
 
We may as well enjoy it . . .

Featuring:

Dinner plates - Blue Calico by Burleigh
Water goblet - The Dollar Tree
Flatware - Treble Clef by Gourmet Settings
Napkins - Sferra, Mustard color
Placemats - Pottery Barn
White pitcher - Pottery Barn
Wheelbarrow Salt Cellars - Pottery Barn, from several years ago
Burlap ribbon - Joann's

Joining Susan at Between Naps on the Porch for Tablescape Thursday.  Stop by for some delightful inspiration.

Thursday, March 14, 2013

Just a pinch of Irish

That's how much Celtic blood runs in this family . . . on my husband's side . . . maybe . . .


When asked, he always says:  “I'm English, Irish, Dutch, Polish, Italian . . . ” 


And he never deviates from that, with the sentence trailing off at the end . . .


But just because our Irish ancestry is extremely diluted, or possibly, non-existent . . .


. . . it doesn't stop us from celebrating St. Patrick's Day . . .


. . . like good ol' Americans . . .


. . . with a corned beef and cabbage dinner . . .


. . . and a modest nod to the green . . .


. . . a pinch of Irish, if you will . . .  Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Details:

Placemats:  Classic Linen, white, from Pottery Barn
Chargers:  Tava, Espresso, from Pottery Barn
Dinner plates:  Mikasa French Countryside
Cabbage Salad Bowls:  Cavolo bowls from Crate and Barrel
Napkins:  Hampton Gardens by Raymond Waites at HomeGoods
Napkin Rings:  Bed Bath and Beyond
Green water goblets:  The Dollar Tree
Wine glasses:  The Dollar Tree
Candle sticks:  The Dollar Tree
Candles:  The Dollar Tree
Flatware:  My everyday flatware from Costco
Shamrock Plant:  Dominick's (our local grocery store)

I'm joining Susan for Tablescape Thursday at Between Naps on the Porch, and Kathleen at Cuisine Kathleen for her 5th Annual St. Patrick's Day Blog Crawl.  If you have a chance, you should definitely stop by for some tablescaping fun!

Sunday, July 17, 2011

Revisiting an old hobby . . .

I fell in love with this afghan from Pottery Barn.  Doesn't it just scream cozy?  It made me think of cuddling up on a chilly afternoon with a fire burning in the fireplace and a cup of hot cocoa steaming by my side . . .  Then I looked at the price tag:  $79!  “Are they kidding me?” I thought.  “I could do this myself for a fraction of the cost!”


And so it began.  With delusions of grandeur running amok, I've spent $66.25 in yarn and pattern books.  Then, because I didn't know how to crochet a cable stitch and had actually never really learned how to read patterns, I decided to take a class at our local Joann's - for an additional $35 (I tried YouTube, but in this instance, it wasn't helping).


Let me tell you, it's been a while since I have been challenged like this.  I have been so frustrated with this stitch!  I can't begin to count how many times I wanted to give up!  I cursed Pottery Barn and the day I saw that throw!  But there's always an epiphany:  I had been practicing the pattern on the yarn that they gave me when I took the class - a chartreuse green color - and I just wasn't “feeling it” - I couldn't figure out what I was doing wrong, or visualizing the end product. 


I decided to get a skein of white yarn and try again.  It began to get easier.  For one thing, I felt calmer - I only thought to give up once every 10 minutes or so . . .  And finally . . . Voilà!  Yes!!!  Victory is mine!!!  I feel like a football player doing a silly touchdown dance!  Check out this perfectly executed cable turn!


Now let's get this party started!  I've chosen a 100% cotton yarn that feels wonderful on my skin.  It's not very stretchy, but, oh, it's a dream to work with . . . and did I mention how great it feels?


Even looking at the pile of skeins makes me happy!  And do you notice the label?  What could be more delicious than working with sugar and cream? 


There will probably be some shrinkage . . . and I've added to the length and width of the original pattern so another trip to the store for more yarn is in the works . . . who knows how much this afghan will truly cost me in the end.  But how do you price satisfaction . . . ?