tomato pie in the sky
Thanks for all the dresser love. Jen even tipped off craft:zine and it was fun to see it pop up on their blog. I really appreciate the blue tape tips (and Amy H., as for purple tape, Iris came home from preschool today with purple-taped artwork, so I can vouch for its use as a kids' craft material) and ideas for drawer pulls. Yes, I am going to add some eventually....
Now, my girl and I are off to Boulder, CO to visit my sisters-in-law. My official duties consist of helping them pick paint colors for their new house (I hear there is a mauve problem that needs to be eradicated), but I am also looking forward to sharing Iris with her adoring aunties and finding out how a mojito tastes at high altitude. A certified-organic, free-range, collectively-farmed, solar-powered mojito, of course. This is Boulder we're talking about.
I'll be back next week. Toodles!
P.S. I like the name of the place in the photograph, Tomato Pie Café, because it reminds me of a story: the first time my mother ever heard of pizza, it was from her grandmother, who reported eating a new food on the boardwalk in Wildwood, NJ called "tomato pie." My mother thought it sounded awful. It kind of does, doesn't it?