I chomp on ice. The smaller the pieces, the better. What I hate about refrigerator ice cubes is that they are always too big to chomp on. Enter my newest appliance: the Lightning Ice Cube Breaker. O happiness! This wonderful, low-tech invention from the 1930's operates this way: throw ice cubes into the silver part and turn the handle. Voilà -- chompable ice. No noise, no muss, no fuss. $5 at a recent yard sale. I have a similar appliance that chops nuts, but this is better.
I picked Marty up at the airport late this afternoon and missed the turn to the Spanish restaurant, so we stopped and brought home a pizza: THIN crust, eggplant and fresh garlic - none of that garlic powder stuff. Yum. But now I am thirsty. Hence, the glass to your left.
I bet you thought this was going to be about art. Yes and no. I have this small piece on my wall and it's ready for me to sew the facing down. It's about 24" h x 18" w and it made itself last night. It pretty much indicates how I have been feeling for the past few days. I am going to take it to my Rorschach reader tomorrow to hear what he says. This is almost as good as a tea leaf reader. Its name eludes me, but I know what it is about.
While I was waiting for Marty to arrive from San Diego, I sat and read Espresso Tales, which is Alexander McCall Smith's sequel to 44 Scotland St. I was giggling aloud and looking around to make sure nobody was paying attention. I am going to cheer myself up by going back to the book: I can't put it down and I don't want to finish it.Some pictures are up on the art quilt review blog so you'll have a better idea of what is what in the Lowell reviews. And speaking of blogs, I am so happy that Gabrielle is done with her August Angst and is back to writing.
I'm off to run the ice chopper again...
8 comments:
girl, i had a moment when i saw an old grinder a few weeks ago at an antique shop just like my great grand had and i would turn to help her make chow-chow...but the ice crusher is just too darn cool...i love eating ice too and i'm down with ya' on ice cubes that don't feel right in the mounth :) what a great score...
art piece i read as heavy spirit but one with hope as inidicated by the trees.
isn't eating ice a sign of an iron deficiency or something like that?
No, it's a sign of thirst.
Rayna, if you find another of those ice crushers buy it for Ron, he would love it!
That is one cool ice crusher. I bought a new one for about $40 - an extravagance for sure, but I'm sure drinking more in the evening! And I'm finding what bartenders always knew - drinks cool faster and stay cool longer. And I dream that it's toning my arms while I crank, LOL -- every little bit helps.
Thanks Rayna...glad to be over myself. I love all those antique (that would mean as old as I am) appliances. I have tons of stuff from our grandmothers you would die for. Old potato mashers, a glass turkey baster with rubber bulb and the list goes on. Love the new piece....very evocative. I want to get close to it, be drawn into the imagery.
Oy- my parents had this ice crusher- I remember them cranking away for cocktail hour when the neighbors would show up! Those were the days of Rock and Doris and Martinis- and a crock of orange cheddar-ish, a hunk of salami and a box of crackers. Damn neighbors never went home! So Rayna, go back to sucking on your ice chips- think of the 50's with every crank!
Anon. is right. Ice chewing is a symptom of a low blood count. Have you had a check up lately? Look at the underside of your eyelids. Are they good & pink? with tiny red blood vessels? Or are they pale? In hot weather I think it can also just be a hot & thirsty sign, but check the eyelids to be safe!
I hope to see you at Whidbey next May!
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