wherein you will find ramblings about fiber dyeing, spinning, knitting,... and photos (sometimes), family and friend updates, rants when i need to, lack of upper case letters, weird punctuation and freedom of expression (especially mine)! To answer the question of where did it come from... this "twisted mom/twisted sandy" thing. ...during the 90's a group of my spinning students became spinning friends, which morphed into Twisted Sisters, which evolved into calling me the Twisted Mom.
Monday, October 19, 2009
rooster noodle dinner
the day after the Greek cooking class with Koula, Chris made for us the rooster noodle dinner. Zylie prefers naked noodles with a bit of ketchup, wanting nothing to do with dead rooster or anything else that had a mother.