Sunday, August 9, 2009

Tyler's first bowl.....maybe the last one?

Tyler wanted to make a bowl for his Kakia(grandmother) for Christmas. He looked for the just the right piece of wood to turn. After searching and looking at...I think...every piece in the shop he found this one.

He was like....ok, what do I do? After showing him how to find the center of the wood...attaching the wood to the lay and finding which tool to start with, he got started. He was unsure at I told him, "Man, it easy, just carve away at the wood, cutting out any piece that doesn't like a bowl", you can imagine the look I got. Notice the grooves in the side of the bowl. You use just the sharpest tip of the carver to cut the groove, then you get a piece of wire and place in the groove, while the wood is turning and you burn the wood with wood.

He made this for Christmas '06. After he finished turning the bowl, he said....daddy, this is my first and last bowl.
It made her Christmas that year. She displays it proudly, even though it might match her decor....she is very proud of it and him...just like I am.
A special thank you goes out to Mr. Larry, the man that is responsible to my wood turning, and please keep him in your prayers.

Sunday, August 2, 2009

This one is for Woody.....

This blog is for my blogging buddy....Woody. He doesn't like caviar......uh, I can't blame him. Lee Laurie was thrifting the other day and ran across this cook book......The Little BEAN Book by Margie F. Tyler from Mississippi. She signed the book to "Dot" on November 25th, 1989. I love to cook and we love to eat.....

I was thumbing through and a recipe caught my eye....Mississippi Caviar and I thought of you, Woody. I felt like maybe you and your sweetheart Tammy would maybe like to try it. The recipe seems easy enough.

I think when we try to make it, I will do a few things different....maybe add a can of Rotel(drained), maybe some shredded cheese, maybe whole kernel corn(drained).......I like taking most recipes and putting my own signature on it. I will let you know how it turns out.