I wish we were in San Fransisco
It’s not often that I find myself wishing I was elsewhere. Today, courtesy of non other than a Mister Gary Fisher, I found out about the wonderful and quirky Bike Basket Pie Lady What a great idea! I love pie, doesn’t everyone?
When was the last time you baked? I would hate to chalk baking up to another lovely thing that my grandmother took time to do that has somehow gotten lost. A homemade pie is a luxury. Do i really want to settle for less? Not really, life is too short.
These last few weeks I have been revisiting another facet of my grandmother’s world. Sewing. I can get obsessive, I admit.. I spent a month researching the best sewing machines on the market. I found what I wanted and stalked it relentlessly on Ebay. I lost four of them to snipers. In the end, I got what I was looking for from a sewing shop a few miles down the road: A Bernina 830 from 1970s. Let me tell you, they really got it right when they made that machine! I read all the reviews and can confirm that they are the Rolls Royce of machines. She may not look much to some, but then I think if its lasted this long I ain’t gonna be able to break her. (Buy quality and take care of it and it will take care of you.)


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