Archive for November, 2007

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Our particular friend Michael Slack, illustrator of many a children’s book and author of Chronicle’s monster card game, Ick, will be showing new works at Seattle’s Bluebottle Gallery.

Michael’s art is a pleasure to behold, and he’s an incredibly nice guy—drop by and say hello if you live up yonder in the great Northwest.

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Frail: New Works by Michael Slack
Bluebottle Art Gallery
December 1-30, 2007

Opening Reception: Saturday, December 1, 2007, 6:00-8:00 p.m.
415 East Pine Street
Seattle, WA

Jason Sacher
Assistant Editor

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Last Day to Enter Your Intarsia Pattern!

Today’s your *last day* to submit a pattern in our Intarsia Contest. If your pattern is chosen, it will be printed in our next knitting book, Picture Perfect Knits, alongside patterns from an all-star lineup of guest designers like Denyse Schmidt, Diane Gilleland, Alyce Benevides, Sarah Neuburger, Lisa Congdon, Crafty Chica Kathy Cano-Murillo, Ed Roth, Eunice Moyle, and more!

We’ll announce our winners here next week. Read contest details here. Submit your pattern here.

Ho, Ho, Ho Hilarious Knit Santa Hat

I refuse to be in the holiday mood quite yet, but this is by far the best holiday project I’ve seen to date. Someone in San Francisco please make one of these and drive by 680 Second Street!

Inspire me and get some free books!

I need help. I just took an amazing Crochet class at Article Pract in Oakland (which I highly recommend if you’re in the Bay Area) and I am determined to crochet some Christmas Gifts this year. I’ve started about five scarves and it looks like I’m having a little problem with my rows. I can knit up a symmetrical shape no problem, but it’s the counting in crochet that gets me. I’m looking for some inspiration, tips, and easy crocheting projects that I can hopefully master and whip out in time for Christmas giving. Who ever has the most inspiring ideas or pictures for me to share here will get a free copy of our Crochet To Go Deck and Cozy Crochet book. You can comment here or email me directly at: christina_loff@chroniclebooks.com. Can’t wait to hear from you!

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Christina Loff
Craft Publicist

Kate Prouty
Craft Editor

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The love and stress of the holidays…ah the joy! This Thanksgiving was the first time in about a dozen years that I didn’t make a turkey as we were invited to a catered holiday, and I admit it feels really odd. I almost bought one of the sad leftover birds today at the market. Instead I battened down the hatches and got organized for the two holiday parties that are coming around at shocking speed—my family’s Hanukah party, and Christmas dinner for my husband’s family. It will all be happening here in Brooklyn this December, though I’m hopeful my husband will be surprising me with a birthday dinner somewhere in between. I stocked up on some of the things we can make ahead and to lessen the mammoth shopping.

There is a method to my madness– I find cooking with the kids keeps the present mania in check. This year we’ve decided to give experiences, rather than the usual toys—which means a private skateboarding lesson for Mathias, who at 6 1/2 is unnervingly obsessed with being cool, and theater and ballet tickets for Natasha, age 5. We’re giving cooking lessons and kitchen playdate certificates to most of our friends and families too, and we’re tying the gift certs onto packages of my “Aunt Linda’s Ruggies” (see recipe below).

As for the parties, I’ve picked up some cool wrapping paper sheets and craft paper to use in place of table linens, and I’ll let the kids decorate their table, and strew some ornaments or Hanukah gelt around in between the buffet depending on the holiday. Lots of white plates with silver and gold napkins keep it festive and small cake stands filled with cheeses, sugared fruits, and nuts (try my No-Fry Candied Spice Nuts) keep it simple yet delish. Hmmm…. I’m thinking prime rib roast and candied quince…well, not too simple, it’s the holidays after all!

PS-check out the kids in action in the Time Out Kids NY Holiday edition.

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Ruggies (Aunt Linda’s Rugelach)

These sandy, crescent roll – shaped, traditional Jewish cookies come from my Aunt Linda, who went well beyond the traditional jam and nut fillings and started using wacky candy chunks. She used to sell them years ago, and kept her recipe under lock and key. I finally got it out of her on a recent trip to Texas, but only on condition that I help her make hundreds of them for a friend’s birthday. It took five hours!

Now, while no sane person would make hundreds at a time, baking rugelach is a great activity for a birthday party. It makes a big mess, but it’s loads of fun and once the cookies are done, they get dropped into the take-home goody bags-hurray! You can also make a batch of the dough the night before and keep it in the refrigerator. Linda’s tip is to tape down waxed paper over the entire surface of your kitchen table; you’ll need a very large workspace.

For the dough
1 1/2 pounds cream cheese at room temperature
1 1/2 pounds (6 sticks) unsalted butter at room temperature
6 3/4 cups all-purpose flour
1 1/2 teaspoons salt

To fill and roll
1 pound each of about 4 favorite candies, such as Rolos, Heath bars, m&m’s, yogurt raisins, or chocolate covered raisins
One 15-ounce jar raspberry or apricot jam
2 cups walnuts, finely ground (see Note)
1 cup granulated sugar
1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
About 3 cups confectioners’ sugar

• To prepare the dough, use a stand mixer fitted with a paddle or a very large bowl and a hand-held mixer to cream together the cream cheese and the butter. (If your mixer is small you may find this easier to do in 2 batches.) In a separate bowl, whisk the salt into the flour. Mixing on the lowest speed, add the flour to the mixing bowl 1 cup at a time, until a creamy dough forms. Split the dough into 4 pieces and shape them into rounds. Wrap each one in plastic and refrigerate for 1 hour, or freeze for 20 minutes.

• To prepare the filling, use a food processor to pulse each candy separately into coarse chunks, like those you find mixed into ice cream. Or place the candies in plastic bag and crack and roll with a rolling pin. If using apricot jam, blend in the food processor or strain so that no lumps of apricot remain.

• In a separate bowl, mix the walnuts, granulated sugar, and cinnamon and set aside.

• Preheat the oven to 325 degrees F.

• Tape waxed paper or parchment over your work surface, or use a counter-sized silicone mat. Remove one dough round at a time from the refrigerator. Sprinkle a bit of flour on your rolling surface and sprinkle about 2 tablespoons of the walnut and sugar mixture over the flour.

• Gently roll out the dough into a 1/4-inch-thick circle about 8 to 10 inches in diameter, pressing the walnut mixture into the dough as you roll. Spread a very thin layer of jam over the rolled dough. Cover the entire surface with chopped candy and sprinkle with some of the walnut mixture. Gently press the fillings into the dough with your hands or a large spatula.

• With a pizza cutter or knife, divide the dough into 16 to 18 pie-shaped wedges about 1 to 1 1/2 inches wide. Pick up the outside edge and tightly roll a rugelah towards the center, pressing and tucking the tip under and the fillings back in if they are pushed out. Sprinkle with more walnut sugar. Place on a baking sheet lined with parchment paper or a silicone mat. Continue rolling the dough until you have used it up. Repeat with the remaining pieces of dough. (You will have to do this in batches.)

• Bake for 20 to 25 minutes, or until the rugelach are golden brown and the filling is bubbling. Transfer to a cooling rack.

Makes about 65 to 70 cookies

Note: Pulse the walnuts in a food processor until they are finely ground; be careful not to turn them into a paste.

Kids in the Kitchen: Older kids can measure the ingredients, mix the dough, and, under supervision, cut the ruggies with either pizza wheels or plastic knives, depending on their age. Everyone else can roll out the dough (with help as needed), crumble candy, sprinkle and roll the ruggies, and top with walnut sugar.

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In Philadelphia, where I make my home (not literally, of course—it was built years ago, long before my wife and I moved in), the extended globally warmed summer weather has finally given up, and Fall has settled in for good. At least it has as of this writing. The starlings out front have begun flying south, and are no longer pooping on my car roof. The apple harvest is nearing the end, evidenced by the fact that the commercial farms just outside the city are closing up shop. And leaves are falling to the ground, tumbling like tiny stockbrockers jumping from their skycrapers to “a better place”.

Which can only mean one thing—time to rake. I never really minded raking as a kid, but maybe that’s because I had good teachers. My parents raised me to be a good raker; not to rush it, to respect the yard, to let the leaves speak to me and tell me which piles they wanted to be in. And of course, I enjoyed the jumping that would later ensue and undo all my good work.

But kids today have too many other things they’d rather be doing. Between the internet, cell phones, shopping, handheld video games, ipods, digital photography, concerts and activities, kids today don’t just kill time, they murder it. As a result, raking the leaves is no longer an outdoor chore to linger over—it’s a chore to plow through as quickly as possible so you can get back online to update your myspace page (by the way, check ours at at myspace.com/quirkbooks). And so, for the benefit of kids today, here’s how to rake like a pro.

1. Keep it straight.
Veteran rakers have a secret—they rake in straight lines from one end of the lawn (we’ll call it the “bottom”) to the other (the “top”) so it’s clear what section of the yard they’ve just finished. Random raking can lead to confusion, or even worse, more time spent doing something you don’t want to be doing.

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2. Pile, pile, pile.
We say that three times not just because it’s catchy, but because instead of making one pile, you should rake your leaves in to many medium-sized to small piles instead. If a wind kicks up, a big pile is more likely to be blown across the lawn.

3. Bag with your hands AND feet.
Get a large plastic garbage bag and lay it on the ground right near your first pile. Stick your feet in the bag’s opening and slide them apart to open the bag wide. Now, with one hand, pick up the top edge of the bag, forming a triangle. With your free hands, start scooping those leaves into that bag.

4. Take your time.
We know you’d rather be doing something else, but don’t rush it—if you do, you’re more likely to drop your leaves and have to re-rake. Take your time to get each handful in the bag and it will all be over sooner than if you rush the process and make mistakes.

That’s all for now—I’ve got to make like a tree (I’ve got my myspace page to update).

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Yes, it snows in California.

Two hours north of San Francisco on highway one. Another two hours up a winding, two-lane highway that turns eastward and hugs the hills and follows a fork of the Eel River. This brings you to Covelo. Another forty-five minutes crawling along a dirt road through too many switchbacks to count, too many forks to remember. We are at The Land. It is maybe 1970 or 1971. I don’t know what year it is. I am two or three years old, in a deep California snow, the first snow of my life.

I’m seeing this snow in moonlight. My breath turns to vapor and the trail of vapor leaving my mouth mingles with the vapor of my father’s breath, as he carries me, wrapped in a blanket, to the battered panel truck we call the Grey beast. We’re leaving in the hours before dawn so we can get into San Francisco early. We’re going shopping. Christmas shopping. How do I remember this, so young? I don’t know. Maybe it was the sight of moonlight on snow, captivating. Maybe it was the way the moon followed the car as we drove down the mountain.

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Are you Santa Claus? I groggily ask my father as he drives. I am wedged in the back seat beside a stack of milk cartons. No, he says. Santa Claus is an evil spying pederast with a workshop full of sweatshop workers. We’re the anti-Claus. We’re going to liberate the people’s property. We’re stealing Christmas back from the thieves.

In San Francisco I sit in the idling Grey Beast, double-parked as my mother and father rifle through sporting goods stores for wool socks, parkas, mittens, and down vests, which they steal quickly and surely, long-practiced, tough, merry.

We make stops at Digger food co-ops, where we trade the parkas for sacks of rice, beans, and wheat flour. We make stops to siphon gas out of cars in the Safeway parking lot, the Safeway a throng of harassed mothers pulling crying children, faces smeared with chocolate, lumbering shopping carts overflowing with doughnuts, eggnog, cases of Coke, jars of candy canes, mounds of white bread and steaks wrapped in plastic.

The city is awash in colored lights, stores decorated for the season in explosions of green and red and white. I’m agape at the tinsel angels that festoon the lampposts. Plastic, my mother sneers. That same landfill will be polluting the planet ten thousand years from now. Is that any way to honor the goddess? Is that any way to celebrate the season?

We drive back up the mountain, our milk crates now full of food and winter clothes, the Grey beast chugging through turns. Sunlight bounces of the snow, filling the air with jewel lights. We are the anti-Claus. We stole Christmas.

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Clane’s book, The Hypocrisy of Disco, is a riveting memoir of her unconventional and always interesting childhood. For more information visit Clane’s website.