No visit would be complete without a visit to The Pottery Place. This time Sophia chose this happy dragon bank and got him all fixed up. She didn't get quite as elaborate on this one as she has on some of the past ones but I think the orange dots are a nice addition. :)
First stage on the left and I should have had the wit to choose something besides white for the flower because I tried outlining it with a couple of different colors and decided they didn't help so it's a little invisible.
We also finally got around to making some pasta - ravioli this time and the reason it took so long to do it was because I really had to work up my nerve to try it again. I had some leftover cooked chicken and made what I thought might be a decent enough filling and then we proceeded to make the dough.
And, finally, I decided to make some potato bread.
Way back years ago I came across the recipe in a Pennsylvania Dutch cookbook and tried it and we all really liked it so for a while I was making it every week or so (used to make French bread too before I discovered the potato bread).
I guess I took a picture with my camera which I don't have with me but here's a picture of what half of the second loaf looks like. :) We pretty much finished off the first loaf and I froze the other to bring with me and share with Chris and Heather.
Sophia was busy with her cross stitch so wasn't interested in helping but that was fine - I enjoyed the process. I didn't use loaf pans like I used to because I didn't have two the same size. I just shaped them into long cylinders and baked them that way so they came out sort of like an Italian loaf. And they're quite tasty I think. I noticed when I toasted a slice that it tasted slightly sweet so I might cut back on the sugar just a bit next time.
I love the bread from our River and Rail Bakery but it would be nice to make bread myself sometimes. Smells so good and give me a nice feeling of accomplishment.
So I guess that's the highlights. I really enjoyed her visit - she has a wonderful sense of humor and we laughed a lot. It must be a very strange experience visiting your 73-year old grammy (who is used to a quiet life) when you're 10 and it's just the two of you but she seems to like it and I do too.