Sunday, June 3, 2012

Cornmeal Crust

 A little bird suggested to me that I occasionally blog about the other side of my life, the one covered in flour. I originally felt conflicted about this. The only place vintage clothing and baking seem to cross paths is in vintage aprons (which, admittedly, I own in droves. DROVES people.) I'd like to say I wear them to work with my cutest dresses to bake up a storm. But the reality of it is that I wake up at 4 AM and stumble to work with no make up, jeans and practical non-slip shoes, only to return home looking like a paler version of pig pen. However though, whenever I do a clothing update, I seem to only be able to describe the pieces in food terms. So, I thought I'd give this a whirl. Recipes inspired by vintage clothing. (Dear readers, please give me feedback if this is something you are interested in)

I was first exposed to the idea of a cornmeal crust when I did my internship at Range. If memory serves me correct, my chef made little strawberry creme fraiche ice cream bars with a cocoa nib cornmeal crust and chocolate shell for an event. I made the hundreds of parchment squares on which they were served- everyone's gotta pay their dues. Here, I've used it for a peach pie with a healthy slug of bourbon. But you can use the crust for whatever you desire. (I bet it would be bitchin' baked on top of individual dished filled with chili, sans sugar) All items, plus more beauties, available in the shop.

Cornmeal Pie Dough
found here

Ingredients:
2 1/4 c flour
1/2 cup cornmeal
2 tbsp sugar
1 tsp salt
6 tbsp cold unsalted butter, cut into small cubes
6 tbsp cold shortening, cut into small cubes
1/2 c - 3/4 c cold milk

1. In a large bowl whisk together the flour, cornmeal, sugar and salt until well combined.
2. Add butter and shortening. Make sure it's cold, cold, cold! Using a pastry cutter or two knives, cut butter and shortening into flour mixture until everything resembles small pellets.
3. Add 1/2 c of the milk slowly, tossing with a fork, until mixture can be packed. Add more milk if necessary.
4. Separate into 2 disks. Make one slight
ly larger for the bottom crust. Wrap each disk in plastic wrap and refrigerate for at least an hour.


Finally, MAJOR shout outs to miss Taylor and her man, Phil. They both helped me make my new header, and I'm so pleased with how it came out. It was actually a scan from one of my favorite vintage cookbooks, full of adorable illustrations. Anyways they helped me with their photoshop skillz and I couldn't feel more blessed to have them as friends.

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Young Love

  1. camel cardigan - thrifted
  2. red blouse - thrifted
  3. navy shorts - vintage, thrifted
  4. maryjanes - thrifted
I really think I found a keeper this time, guys. After years of failed film camera relationships, I think I've found happiness in a little old Canonet. There had been others, but like most relationships, they just never worked out for one reason or another. Be it communication issues (failing to mention it gets too hot in the trunk of my Toyota Corolla), fatal tragedies, passive aggressive lenses, or inconsistency (disposables - they're more of a fling) - film has just sort of left me bitter. Until now! 

Cue cheesy song <---please click that and continue reading. Ah yes, I imagine Canonet and I will be so happy together. I knew I would love her the moment she fit into my little vintage leather camera case- complete with old travel stickers and old lens tissue packets hidden in the worn zippered compartments- but these photos have sealed the deal. Taylor and I snapped away at this gorgeous pier in Cayucos, a place I don't spend nearly enough time. The fog seems to muffle everything, leaving nothing to be heard but the quiet crashing of waves. The town is nice too, with the Brown Butter Cookie Company and an old school smokehouse to wander into. There was even a young beatnik type guy with longish curly hair casually lounging on the shore, writing in a journal! So, it would seem that I like my beaches like I like my film cameras- pretty and simple.

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Skyline Blvd.

  1.  red linen blouse - thrifted
  2. floral skirt - thrifted
  3. little blue shoes - Black and Brown Vintage
  4. children's grey coat - thrifted
  5. plaid blanket - thrifted
There's a lot on my mind right now. I'm at that point - on the doorstep of 21 years, an early college graduate, adjusting to this thing we refer to as "adulthood"... to me my own personal qualifiers for official adulthood have been two things - filing for taxes on your own, and getting your own insurance. And well, I've been keeping my receipts and spending hours on hold to talk to the kind woman that will probably say, "I'm sorry we don't cover that." And yet, with all this "growth", when I return to this blog, it always just seems so juvenile. I have yet to decide if this is good or bad. Maybe it's the header that is reminiscent of my tenth grade notebooks, myspace photography skillz and pink fuzzy diary writing. Or maybe it's the girl in the photos - timid stance and greasy bangs - or maybe it's the borderline ridiculous camera I'm using (let me tell you, friends, if it fits in your little boy's Wal-Mart sock then you probably shouldn't be using it for your blog photos). With all these flaws, I can't help but feel that this fits. I feel suspended in a 17 year old state of mind. I can't seem to break out of it. And until my brain tells me to grow up, I think I'm just going to try to live in the last photo. Because.. that's all I really want- to be staring into a hazy twilight on Skyline Blvd.


Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Random Update


I did a little shop update this afternoon- a random assortment of cute pieces. These are a few of my favorites, but there is oh so much more to see! I had this grand plan to start organizing the store by color, convinced it would make it better, but as you can see that idea sort of went out the window.. but only for now. Someday I'll be the organized woman of my dreams, but for now I'll just have to do with my messy self. And now that that is done.. I'm going to go pour myself a cup of tea, put on my Ella Fitzgerald record, deeply inhale, repeat. I gotta say that record was one of the best one dollars I've ever spent. Ella and I had a few things in common I think. . . it's like someone romanticizing the dialogue in my brain.

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Here are just a few pictures from me and Taylor's trip on what must have been the nicest day in Los Alamos history. Aside from running around the fields, missing freeway exits and getting slightly overwhelmed from a bazillion antiques.. my favorite part of the day was dinner itself. Full of Life Flatbread makes gorgeous woodfired pizzas. During the week they make a bunch and send them to grocery stores to be bought frozen. But on the weekends they turn into a restaurant offering special suppers and perfect summer vibes. And the desserts (made by dear friend Kielly Lewis) are not to be missed. Strawberry Shortcake? Umm, yes please!

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Golden Girls


  1. 60's dress - vintage
  2. belt - stolen from mom
  3. maryjanes - thrifted
  4. coach bag - thrifted

Today, upon clicking the 'on' button on my camera, it sarcastically said to me "Way to not charge your battery..." and then shut-off. So excuse the silly iphone photos that make me look like I have pudgy pink baby legs.
Anyways, today I finally was able to make it to a golden collective sale, and I couldn't be more happy that I went. Not only did I get the most adorable little plaid dress (can't wait to run around in it come summertime!), but I also had the satisfaction of meeting some of my blogger friends in REAL LIFE. It's always fun to put a voice to a name. And I have to say everyone was twice as charming as I had imagined! Jennifer gave us a tour of her too-cute apartment, and let us cozy her pet bunnies. And it was nice just getting to chat and catch up with everyone. I can't wait til I can get to another sale, or hopefully a thrifting date with all these lovely ladies!