So I strolled through the thrift store humming, “Daisy, Daisy, give me your answer, do!” to myself, and what turns up on the shelf?
The universe sure has a funny sense of humor sometimes.
What if I’d been humming about a villa in Tuscany? Or a vintage bright red Austin Mini with a lime green kayak on top? Or a one-way ticket to England to visit the daughter who’s heading there next week?
Wouldn’t it have been nice to find those, too?
I can wish, can’t I?
These frosted iced-tea glasses were part of a fun 1950s or ’60s Anchor Hocking set printed with Gay Nineties snapshots. There’s the dashing Daisy and her mustached Michael on their tandem.
The other two glasses are identical “Hansom” glasses.
The other designs in the set included “GAS BUGGY,” “KEYSTONE COPS,” “HORSE CAR,” “BARBERSHOP QUARTET,” and a muscle guy “AT THE BEACH.” Collect ‘em all!
These are going to the Vintage Bazaar!
“I’m half-crazy all for the love of you!
It won’t be a stylish marriage,
for I can’t afford a carriage.
But you’ll look sweet upon the seat
of a bicycle built for two!”
Do you know that old song? It was new over a century ago! Our parents used to sing it together. Dad would play his guitar and sing the first verse, and Mom would reply with the second verse.
“Michael, Michael, here is my answer true:
I’ll not cycle over the world with you!
There won’t even be a marriage
if you can’t afford a carriage.
For I’ll get switched
if I get hitched
on a bicycle built for two!”
Wonder if Michael ever scraped up enough funds to marry Daisy properly.
Meanwhile, here are some daisy items I found while getting my Vintage Bazaar goodies together.
First, a sweet set of eight aluminum daisy coasters in a little caddy:
No maker’s mark, but they are really nice quality. I’m tempted to keep them!
And Vera cotton daisy napkins that look like they were never used:
And an adorable enameled steel child’s ironing board:
So cute that no ironing board pad is needed!
Alas, I don’t have the toy iron to match. When Janeray and I were small, we had one that actually heated up. Anybody else have one like that?
All of my daisy things are headed to this weekend’s Vintage Bazaar!
The Vintage Bazaar is next weekend.
Here’s a sneak peek of some favorite new things I’ll be bringing.
First up, a stack of 1940s hand-painted dishes made by Steubenville. The pattern is “Harvest.” I’m usually not that big a fan of orange, but OH are these gorgeous.
Three vintage enamel colanders in great colors, plus interesting kitchen utensils.
A very cool octagonal white & red enamel piece. Platter? Or extra-shallow baker? Plus lots more enamelware, an egg beater with a red bakelite handle, and Syracuse restaurantware plates.
An amazing mold for popsicles. Tinned steel, with chippy red paint on the outside and a fair amount of rust for you rust fans!
Wire desk boxes, green-edged Sterling diner china, red bakelite-handled flatware, a sweet tulip frosted-glass pitcher . . .
This is just a bit of it all. I haven’t even started pricing linens and furniture!
Take a moment today, please, to remember those who died in the attacks on our country on September 11, 2001, and those who have died in other attacks at home and abroad in the years since.
Remember also their families and friends left behind.
And take a moment, please, to be grateful for the men and women who are willing to sacrifice their lives to protect and defend this nation: our armed forces, our police officers, our firefighters and first responders.
God bless America.
This week could be summer’s last blast for native peaches here.
Isn’t that sad?
Yesterday I got a huge bag of ripe peaches from the farmstand down the road. We couldn’t eat them all right away, so I picked out the softest ones to make a peach-blueberry cobbler with vanilla-cream biscuits. Peach cobbler is just fine by itself, but adding blueberries kicks it up into something sublime.
You mix the cut-up peaches with a dash of lemon juice (fresh, please!), a little sugar, and some cornstarch as a thickener.
Turn the peaches into a baking pan and scatter blueberries on top. The recipe actually says to mix the berries with the peaches and sugar in the bowl, but I forgot.
Then you mix up the vanilla-cream biscuit dough. The recipe calls for scraping the seeds of a couple vanilla beans into the cream, but I just used a dollop of regular bottled vanilla.
The dough turns out pretty shaggy and soft, so forget about rolling it out and cutting the biscuits. The best way to shape them is to simply drop them onto the fruit. I used an ice-cream scoop. Easy!
Then you brush the biscuits with more cream or milk, and sprinkle on some sparkling sugar for a nice crunch.
Pop it in the oven while you clean up the mess strewn over your countertops and in your sink. (Well, that’s what I do. Maybe you’re a neater cook than me!)
When it’s done, you have to wait a bit for it to cool down enough to eat. And wait and wait and wait.
Serve to a bunch of peach-loving people. Add vanilla ice cream if you like. We gobbled it up straight.
The recipe is here.