Blood type > Curry

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Having lunch at a new Nepali restaurant this weekend seems to have kicked my cravings for savory, warm spices. My husband and I could eat just about any curry–whether Thai, Indian, or Nepali–by the bowlful. However, not everyone is so willing to venture beyond meat n’ potato valley (every family has at least one) But lo, here is a way to warm them up with curry spices and they’ll never know it–unless you tell them, but wait until they’ve downed the first bowl!

My Potato and Leek Soup is super easy and requires just a handful of ingredients. The only thing you may not have in your kitchen that I highly recommend (especially if you and your family like soup) is an immersion stick blender. From my own experience, they’re far more convenient than a traditional blender–less expensive and cleanup takes all of ten seconds. You can also serve this soup chunky, but oh, man, is it like velvet when it’s puree’d!

I made a pot of this for dinner last night and it didn’t make it past today’s lunch…it’s veddy, veddy guud :)  Enjoy!

Curried Potato and Leek Soup


4 gold potatoes, chopped in small cubes

3 leeks, finely chopped

32 oz. reduced-sodium chicken broth

1/2 stick unsalted butter

1/4 c. light cream or milk

1 teaspoon each of:

salt, pepper, garlic powder, thyme, dill, cumin, curry powder (I tend to double the curry powder, but start here and add more during blending if you’d like)

In a medium stockpot or dutch oven, melt butter over medium-low heat. Add leeks, salt, pepper and garlic powder and cook 5-7 minutes until soft.

Add potatoes, thyme, dill, cumin and curry powder. Toss until coated and cook 5-7 minutes, stirring frequently.

Add chicken broth to pot and raise heat slightly, bringing to a low boil. Cover and simmer 15-20 mins or until potatoes are soft.

Remove from heat and puree with immersion blender. Add cream and blend again.

Told you it was easy. Serve and enjoy–especially scrumptious with blue corn chips!

Curious creatures and apple picking

It’s not unusual to walk out my door and run into an insect I’ve never seen before (sounds like a nightmare, right?). Although I was tempted to pick this guy off the ground and let him shimmy up my arm, I’m glad I abstained–avoiding a potential rash.

American Dagger Moth Caterpillar

American Dagger Moth Caterpillar

So we spent the afternoon picking apples in Alexandria and enjoying a view of Mt. Cardigan–something we’d normally do on the standard long-autumn-weekend escape to either Maine or Vermont.

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Then we drove home and had to remind ourselves that “oh, yeah, we live here now.”

weekly dose of fiber porn

And I could joke about blue movies with this one, heh.

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This bit of luscious is from Sundara Yarn. On the right is their Fingering Merino in “Spanish Tile” (shamelessly admitting the name is what did me in). It seems this is only sold as part of one of their yarn subscriptions–I happened to score this skein on ebay. It’s going to be a shawlette, I think, or at 492 yds, another one-skein wonder. On the left is Merino Sport in one of their Lakes and Rivers limited batches. Oh so soft and springy and turning into a pair of mitts right now.

Their email communication and shipping are top notch (if a little spendy with USPS priority being your only option). Because it’s such a tiny company it seems that there’s frequent turnover of colorways and I’m assuming I should enjoy this yarn I have because once it’s gone, it’s toast. On the other hand, I’d venture to guess I could find a new love within a few clicks.

In the Round

Needless to say, it has been a rough year of moving and packing and unpacking and waiting patiently while our furniture floated in limbo a few states away.

To make an agonizingly long, squirmy story short–I’ve left the Nutmeg for the White Mountains. I’ve had to call my local police because there were three horses in my yard the day I moved in. I have a rooster neighbor who (by the grace of a higher power) likes to get up late. I have photographic proof, because I’m disgusting, that a bear does not shit in the woods, but in my front yard. And I can tell you, he eats better than I do.

How fitting is it, then, that my need to make something manifested back into knitting in the round? For the past two years I’ve wished I could master double pointed needles and knit myself some small tube-like things. Like fingerless gloves, since my hands are always cold but I can’t stand doing things, like write or drive, while wearing mittens or fingered gloves. Interestingly enough, one can’t knit in a perfect circle. What looks like a tube is really a tightly-twisted corkscrew. A great metaphor for post-May 2013, which has been a constant incline with an equally constant turn, spin, monkey-wrench. So today, one month after completing my first glove on a set of DPNs, I’ve finished one half of my first self-designed pair. This reminds me that when it comes to art, I can be overly tenacious in building up my own skills (while being underwhelmingly tenacious when it comes to things as simple as vacuuming or putting on deodorant).

It is also nice to see my sewing machine again, and I’m reminded of how much I loved having my own tiny business and how much I loved being told by a few people that they got pleasure from looking at something I made, and can I make more? The business might be revived–with a new name of course. I cannot be Patterson Crow if I no longer live on Patterson Road, can I? We shall see. For now, I’m happy taking what is essentially a big ball of string and making it into something useful. No idle hands in this place.

not my design, but I like them

not my design, but I like them

Big Poetry Giveaway 2014–Winners

Phew, April is over! So much reading and writing and house staging these past few weeks. It was a treat to have my husband come down to visit for the weekend, so for a few days I forgot it was May. Making good on my giveaway now.

Originally I was planning to give two random winners either a copy of Sharon Old’s Blood, Tin, Straw or my chapbook If Tigers Do Not Come. Since I’m sure most of y’all were gunning for S.O. I’m going to give each winner both a copy of my chapbook and a famous-poet book.

The random number genie chose posts 6 and 12, so congrats to:

Allyson, who gets Sharon Olds and my little bookeroo

and Karen who will also receive said bookeroo as well as Fire Is Favorable to the Dreamer by Susan Terris


Thank you to all who visited my blog this month. It’s nice to have people find me through poetry-related searches and not just “my Birkenstocks stink real bad.” :)

The Big Poetry Giveaway 2014!

April is National Poetry month and that means we poets are going to disappear into a dark room until May and emerge with a stack of voraciously-consumed poetry books and/or a stack of our own new poems.

Wooo! More books!

Wooo! More books!

It also means a bunch of us are giving away 2 books in a random drawing taken from the comments section of this giveaway post.

I’ll be giving away a copy of my chapbook, If Tigers Do Not Come

And, since it’s kind of Sharon Old’s fault that I became a poet, I will also give away a copy of Blood, Tin, Straw

So if you’d like to throw your hat in the ring just leave a comment below (including your name and email) before April 30, 2014. I will select two winners randomly and set these two books free to new homes!

This giveaway is curated by poet and editor Kelli Russell Agodon over at her blog, Book of Kells. If you have any questions, she’s posted an FAQ and an in-depth guide to how this whole thing works.

Thanks for participating!




Sneak peek at latest chapbook


Here’s the cover of my second chapbook, “If Tigers Do Not Come” which won the Palettes and Quills biennial contest back in 2012.  My good friend and fellow MFA-er Joy Mlozanowski created the cover design for me and two excellent poets, Dana Sonnenschein and J.P. Dancing Bear (who chose my manuscript) wrote blurbs that may well be prettier than the poems themselves :S

I’m excited to see this book getting closer to physical form, and its revived my determination to finalize the full-length manuscript order, make some more edits and get that baby out to some good presses!