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Presto-Change Oh

I’ve been befuddled and bemused by our guest bedroom – it serves its purpose as a catch-all of anything we don’t want in any other room in our house, but it also could do with some tender loving care. I’m pretty sure our sleepover guests are not too fond of sleeping in a room crammed full of odds and ends, without a chair or table or any flat surface to sit or lay their own things on. Never mind the paint splatters on the floor, the grotesque looking closet with spillage bursting out of it, and a teddy bear curtain on the door to the roof of our garage.

It does have a very comfortable bed, since it was my old one. Top ten rules to live by: get a good, good bed. Life’s too short not to spend your nights dreaming in discomfort.

Anywhoo. This is a post about not achieving any modicum of cleanliness or order to the guest bedroom. In fact, it’s more the opposite.

Stu’s had this chest of drawers since his childhood. It has travelled with him to college, to law school, and beyond. It made it into our marital home. It’s hella heavy. And the drawers are fairly skinny, not allowing for much stuffage, as I like to do with all of the towels, bed sheets, pillow cases, and other random paraphernalia for linen closets.

It was, however, the only item in the bedroom affording some flat surface area for the laying on of things such as jewelry, mouth guards, and phones. This is why it had remained in the home as long as it had.

Oh, and it also served usefully to hide all manner of stuff I didn’t want others to see. That was also a pro. But every time I walked by the guest bedroom, I knew I needed to start somewhere to get this room looking better. I asked Stu if he’d help me move the chest of drawers out of the room, and he suggested that I call around to see if any friends wanted it – that way, they could move it. Smart move, Stu, smart move.

But not smart enough. There were no suckers wishing to haul such a large and heavy piece of furniture down a flight of stairs, and Stu was not in an any mood to haul it to Goodwill, can’t say that I blame him.

So I tore it apart, piece by piece, until there was this….

I took everything out of the drawers, unscrewed each handle, unscrewed each drawer door, and took each piece to our garbage. It took about 3 weeks of putting different pieces each week into the garbage before it was all out of our house. I saved the backing of the chest of drawers, thinking maybe I’d end up using it as a cutting board for future sewing projects. It felt good to take something apart with my hands, and I like the space better, but as I said before, it’s merely added more chaos and confusion to the room.

Where towels and sheets used to hide in drawers, they are now sprawled all over the room. I have a huge Rubbermaid container to hold everything, but it doesn’t hold everything. I feel like I have declared war on the guest bedroom, and this has just been one of the many skirmishes I must fight to restore order. It always gets worse before it gets better, right?

My 29th Birthday

It was in March, and it’s not particularly exciting, but we did something on my birthday that I’ve been wanting to cross off my bucket list for a long time, so I thought what better way to cross it off my list than to declare it to the world wide web through this blog.

My family came up from Kansas City to help me celebrate, and they all agreed to bring their bikes. What a patient family and husband I have. There are a few wineries in the southeast Nebraska area, and I’ve always thought it would be fun to bike to one of them, and then enjoy some wine. There’s actually 2 wineries in the Lincoln area, but to get to those by bike would have been more time-consuming than the one that was just outside of town but accessible via bike trails.

Google maps has a great feature that allows you to map out directions by car, by foot, or by bike. It’s not 100% accurate, but it was very helpful since none of us had ever been to this winery, let alone biked to it.

Brother and sister, preparing for the epic bike ride. It was only supposed to be about an 8 mile bike ride, one way. I’d written out directions from Google maps using only the bike trails, so it was supposed to be scenic and beautiful and away from cars.

It didn’t quite turn out that way. And by “quite,” I mean we ended up probably going about 12 miles, one way (that’s a conservative guesstimate), we overshot our turn off by several miles, we got turned around early on when we thought the bike path ended and we were stuck on the side of a busy road, no one wanted to listen to my Google maps directions, Dad was reading his GPS upside down and didn’t realize it until we’d gone on far too long without running into the winery, Dad bushwhacked his way up to a road from under a bridge to try to get our bearings (even though he’d never been to this area before), we all got weird sunburns, and Stu had not ridden his bike in years and looked like the Hunchback of Notre Dame on his bike.

But see? We made it to the winery! And we’re all drinking, just like I envisioned when I created this bucket-list-worthy event in my mind.

 

The winery is WunderRosa Winery, in Roca, Nebraska. It has a lovely view of the capitol, and has even named one of its wines after its view of the fallic-looking capitol building. You can be sure, after losing hope of ever finding this winery after several wrong turns, turn arounds, and pedaling through gravel and sand, we drank our fill of wine. Not to say that was the best choice when you still had 8 miles to bike home.

WunderRosa also had a cute little bed & breakfast next door to the winery, maybe I’ll have to add that to my bucket list for next year’s birthday. Maybe not bike to it, however.

This is everyone once we made it back, safe and sore. Stu told me that he was going to make me play video games for his birthday as penance…I take that to mean he didn’t have as much fun as I did on this epic biking wine tour of southeast Nebraska.

Rendering Leaf Lard

So I have been on a quest for the perfect pie crust. Perhaps because I find myself preferring the crust itself to the filling (there are others out there like me, I know it!), perhaps because I fancy myself someday running a small pie shop, or perhaps because I can become obsessive on random things such as pie crust…I have yet to conclusively decide.

In any event, I had discovered, before lard, that I preferred an all-butter crust over a crust made with shortening. It felt a little like sacrilege to make the shift to butter, as I’d grown up all of my 28 years on pie crusts with shortening, nothing else. Who was I to question the type of fat used for flaky pie crusts?

But in the name of all that’s baked, buttery, and sweet, I’m glad I went venturing. Because I have come across leaf lard. And now most, if not all, the pie crusts I make are made with half butter, half leaf lard because it’s just. so. good.

So what is leaf lard, you may ask. Ask away, friends, but I suggest you Wikipedia this awesome fat to get a clearer understanding than my garbled explanations. Basically, you can get hydrogenated oil lard in the baking section of your grocery store, it comes in a package like you’d find refrigerated butter in the dairy section. Except it’s not refrigerated, it’s in the baking aisle. Leaf lard, on the other hand, is the fat deposits taken from around the pig’s kidneys and is favored by bakers for its lack of a piggy flavor or smell. It can be kept frozen or refrigerated, but you definitely can’t find it in a regular HyVee or JoeSchmo grocery store. Thus began my quest.

After some cursory Google searches for ‘leaf lard nebraska,’ not much popped up other than an Erstwhile Farm in Columbus, Nebraska. They advertised with a co-op in Omaha about their pork products, and one such item was leaf lard. Eureka. Downside, they’re an hour and a half away from me. Upside, I have a friend who dates a farmer who lives in Columbus and likes to visit him on weekends and pick up leaf lard for me from Erswhile Farms. What a great friend (I will note that she did receive a mini cherry pie for her services).

This is how the leaf lard arrived at my house from my friend’s hands from Erstwhile Farms. While I was chatting with Lanette, the co-owner of Erstwhile, about my order, she asked if I knew how to “render” the lard. Naively believing that the lard Lanette was providing me was ready for chopping and baking in my flour and water mixture, I just said “Yes! I’m so excited to use it in my pie crusts!” Delighted at finding someone so enthusiastic about her leaf lard, Lanette suggested that I use the cracklings to sprinkle on my popcorn. And then I was confused. And so I asked.

Turns out, you need a heavy sauce pan or pot, or dutch oven, in my case. Heated over low, low heat, with a little water in the pot.

This is how the leaf lard looks unwrapped. Lotsa fatty stuff there, but not all fat. Some meat was still there too, and we don’t want that for our leaf lard.

Here’s the backside of the lard in its untouched, unmelted and refrozen form. As I was telling you, there’s some piggy meat attached to it that we must separate from the fat to render our lard.

Here’s the cutting up phase – I definitely didn’t need to show you this shot, I just like how the knife is stuck in the lard. That’s how frozen it was. That’s as close to an action shot that I can get you.

Now our leaf lard is cut up into small chunks, and thrown into the dutch oven with the little bit of water. Heat it on LOW until it melts. Why all caps on LOW? To emphasize the point that you can’t melt this stuff fast, unless you like to play and fast furious with your leaf lard rendering process. You run the risk of burning the precious stuff, and then it’s useless.

Here we have some melting leaf lard….in the interest of learning, I’ll also share some more pictures of melting leaf lard as it progressively melts. Although one may be enough for those of you thinking “This stuff looks really gross.”

Now the lard is starting to separate from everything else we don’t want. It’s starting to look like clear liquid on top of a lot of stuff that floats to the bottom. If I had used a smaller saucepan, which I will use next time, it would have been easier to tell whether or not all the lard had rendered to the top.

This is the final photo of melting leaf lard. I’m trying to show you the final melted stage, but it’s hard because I chose such a wide surface area (dutch oven) to melt the lard. All of the cracklings have fallen to the bottom, and the liquid gold (leaf lard) is clear liquid on top. I feel kind of funny typing cracklins’ as “cracklings,”  it makes me feel professorial or something.

Now you’re ready to pour the melted fat into something to freeze or refrigerate it. But first you have to filter it to make sure you don’t get any of those cracklins’ in your liquid gold. I chose a glass jar and used cheese cloth for the straining. I also decided that rather than making a fatty mess on my counters, I’d keep the jar in a bowl to catch anything that missed the mouth of the jar. It worked out pretty well.

So here we have the aftermath of my pouring of melted leaf lard into a glass jar. It was quite a mess. The cheesecloth did OK, but next time, I’m going to find something else that is a little more firm and discerning. The cheese cloth was just a little too loose, and let in a few cracklins’ into the jar. I will also not be using the cheesecloth, or at least the one I used for this first rendering, because it’s completely gooped up and not good for another use. But here’s what I got out of the mess…..

Liquid Gold!

I ended up having to use 2 jars, but the smaller one didn’t really have much leaf lard in it after I’d poured the remaining contents of the dutch oven into the smaller jar. This yellow color is what it looks like immediately after finishing the straining process. Now it’s ready to be refrigerated or frozen for several hours before you use it.

And here we have the final product, leaf lard! The whiteness on the right is a gallon of milk, that conveniently illustrates the whiteness achieved by chilled lard. It also illustrates my poor straining job for the smaller jar, as you can see, I didn’t get much lard out of that one. The brown stuff was not usable as a fat, and I’m still not very clear on what that stuff was.

I keep mine frozen, and use a melon baller to scoop out lard as I need it. Of course, when making pie crusts, the colder the ingredients are, the better, but I usually let the lard thaw out a bit before carving into it because it’s pretty rock solid coming out of the freezer.

Should you ever get the chance to get your hands on some rendered or unrendered leaf lard, I highly recommend it for pie crusts. It’s just delightful.

Choices, choices

I can not make up my mind….what do you think?

These are fabric samples of different velvets for the loveseat in the living room. I’m not really overwhelmed with love or infatuation with any of them…

Surprisingly, I couldn’t find much in the way of a solid, light green (or minty, as I’d like to think of it) velvet upholstery fabric. So I ordered some of these samples from Interior Mall just to see what’s out there.

This is a close up of the lightest one. I’m not sold. Are you? Should I continue my pursuit of a minty green velvet (or perhaps a kelly green)? I’m just so undecided. And now I’m starting to lean towards ikats…what’s an indecisive girl to do.

Woo to the Hoo!

Exciting news, folks….

We got a new router! I can now upload pictures to the inter webs while Stu plays video games! This is amazing progress for our household. I know you all are cheering from your keyboards and computer screens.

And you want to hear even more exciting news that dovetails with this news?!? I got a new laptop!! And not just any laptop, I am now a card-carrying member of the Apple club with a new MacBook Pro. High-fives all around.

So while I wait to take Gramma to the Lincoln Amtrak train station at midnight tonight so she can be on her merry way to Colorado and beyond, I will catch up on some blog posts that need sharing now that I can a) upload pictures again without fear of retribution from Stu and b) upload pictures to a computer that has more storage space and far less baggage than my old Dell.

Color me excited.

Catching up

So many things, so many pictures, so many words, and not enough time! Here’s a snippet of what’s been keeping us occupied…..

Skiing in Salt Lake City in February (Snowbird and Alta to be even more specific)….

Drinking at Sundance, but not with Robert Redford….

More skiing…

Constructing a spice rack…

….and more to come, since uploading pictures cuts down on Stu’s bandwidth to play video games. *sigh*

Beer Decor

I’m guessing by the subject title, your mind went immediately to something like this…

Corona Lite neon sign from pubdecor.com

I know mine did. Which is unfortunate that I couldn’t come up with a better title to this post, ah vell.

Stu got a beer poster for Christmas, and he’s also had a Guinness cloth/scarf(?)/mini tablecloth thing that he’s wanted to use as decor, but it was a bit too bright too stiff to use as a scarf, and not nearly soft enough to use as a washcloth.

So this is what we did…

Perhaps a little closer?

Stu has a surprising number of plastic poster frames from his college days, and they’ve been lurking in our guest bedroom since we got married. I chose to iron the Guiness cloth/scarf/mini tablecloth (I still couldn’t get all the lines out from the folds), and frame it in one of the poster frames.

(Don’t mind Stu’s bedhead)

(And pardon the flash, I’m still slowly tinkering with my new camera)

I like the bold color, and since our goal with the basement is to make it comfortable, inviting, and relaxed, I think the beer decor goes well down here. After all, we do have other beer related items down here.

This is the poster Stu received from my sistah for Christmas. It’s pretty cool because it links all beers through their common ancestry…a beer genealogy if you will.

Here’s a closer up view, the big bubble at the top is “Ale” and the big bubble at the bottom is “Lager.” Those are the biggest bubbles on the chart. And thus, whence beer pours frometh (can you tell I just finished reading Wuthering Heights?  That book had  a bunch of backward English.)

I really like the pint in the middle, kind of old-timey font in the middle of a very modern chart.

Here’s an example of the smaller bubbles…the “Stout/Porter” bubble stems off into smaller bubbles such as “Sweet Stout” and “Imperial Stout.”  Then under “Imperial Stout,” you get examples of those types of beers: Brooklyn Black Chocolate Stout, Rogue Imperial Stout, Stone Imperial Russian Stout. It’s kind of fun to find your beverage of choice on the chart, or at least we think it’s fun.

And this last picture is meant to remind me to show you that the frame I bought for the beer poster was the same frame (only bigger) that I bought for the cowboy posters in the basement. Good ol’ Target. And good ol’ symmetry going on in this here basement.

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