Survey says it's only been 10 days since I last blogged, so I'm trying to cut myself some slack about it, but I'm sure it escaped no one's notice that things have been horribly flaky on the Woodside of late.
I've been digging myself out of a few holes—work jumbles, holiday laziness, freelance avalanche, and doctor's appointments, to name a few—but I've heard from a number of people lately that when my frequency drops, their procrastination suffers. And FAR BE IT from me to hinder the screeching halt of progress.
So without further ado, I give you the first list of nifty, not-thrifty items for 2009.
Non news flash No. 1: My obsession with yellow continues. This shade is a little sunny for me, but the graphic print makes it a winner.
This one is a winner for its versatility. I constantly hear people say you should use a small coffee grinder to pulverize your spices, but that looks to me like cleaning a food processor on an infinitesimal scale. I have neither the energy nor the patience. Plus here your thumb does all the work, so you get the feeling of having ground your own spices without the impersonality of the coffee grinder or the tennis elbow of the molcajete.
And you know which color I'd pick.
I'll admit that I stole this find from a food mag, but because I subscribe to three (Gourmet, Bon Appétit, and Food & Wine), I can't remember which it was.
I think it's a spiffy way to keep paper napkins from blowing away (if you're outside), with neat, almost masculine styling that says, "This is not a tea party." At $16 for a pack of 50 they're a little pricier than your average disposable, but it'll be worth it when you're up late deriding Lifetime TV instead of laundering 50 linen napkins.
While you're throwing things at the screen (really, Lifetime? How did you snag Oscar-winning actress and protagonist of my favorite movie of all time—Annie Hall—for a movie with Dax effing Shepard? Whyyyyyyyyyyy? Also, why does she appear to be cast as terminally obnoxious in it?), you're going to need some booze. "Diet Tribe" is enough to shove anyone off the wagon.
That's where good ole Martha comes in. At $15, this is more than I generally spend on a bottle of wine, but the pretty logo makes me want to try it. I'm sure it has notes of withering stare and screaming meemie.
I got some lovely, thoughtful Christmas gifts for the Woodside kitchen, so one of my resolutions is a reorganization. This would help immensely.
As a singular lady, I tend to find myself with lots of dregs of dry goods—pasta, lentils, rice—and neither Scotch-taped Barilla bags nor opened-from-the-bottom-every-single-time-because-I-do-not-pay-attention Mr. Ben's is terribly attractive. It'd also help me know what I have, as opposed to buying a new container of penne when I have six quarter-filled boxes at home.
On the other hand, I have absolutely zero need for this.
I just think it ROCKS.
I've been on the lookout for a pretty bar cart lately, after TFin and JB said it could solve their tableside-service conundrum. J'ADORE this one, even though it costs more than my paycheck.
I like that it's sort of universal, decor-wise—not overly modern or exaggeratedly retro.
You could top it with this.
It's not the most gorgeous ice bucket I've seen, nor the most innovative, but the button reference? Genius.
There is absolutely no way in hell I'd be able to make this happen, even if I did have the (refreshingly affordable!) cutter. Mine would be all rough edges that wouldn't fit together.
But I do think it'd make a great cookie cake.
And finally, in honor of the now-defunct holiday season, I bring you this.
The photo isn't great, so allow me to relate what's engraved on this Christmas bauble: "This Tree Died for Jesus." Which I thought at first was just irreverent/blasphemous/funny but later realized constitutes a Serious Issue for the ornament's creator. (I submit as evidence: "This Christmas tree ornament is a statement of my deeply held belief that cutting down trees to satisfy nostalgia or Religious beliefs is just plain wrong. ... Killing trees in the name of Santa, Jesus or nostalgia is an outdated tradition in our struggling ecosystem and it needs to be questioned and stopped.")
I wish you all a happy, prosperous 2009. In the name of Santa.