Friday, March 2, 2012

Photo Finish Friday - Stove

The Bag Lady presents.....



The restored stove!
Along with a braided rug she made last week to complete the look.
(If anyone has suggestions on how to get the hastily put together rug to lie down properly, she would be forever grateful! Unless, of course, the suggestion involves taking the rug apart. If that is the only solution, it is going to stay crinkly.....)
Please note the "wood" floor (which is actually cement), courtesy of the Bag Lady's talented assistant curator!

Photo Finish Friday is the brainchild of Leah, at the Goat's Lunch Pail.

Monday, February 20, 2012

The Good Ol' Days

The Bag Lady and her co-conspirator have been hard at work at their unpaid, volunteer jobs as curator and assistant curator of the little museum in their community.

Along with mountains of paperwork, they have been cleaning and restoring donated items, preparing them for display.

One of the items donated is a wood-burning cookstove. If any of you ever decide you are nostalgic for the "old days", go out and find a wood-burning cookstove and clean it. The Bag Lady guarantees that will cure you of your longing for the good ol' days. (And if it doesn't, fire it up and try cooking with it, especially in the summer. That should definitely work.)

The Bag Lady took a few pictures of the process to share with you. They removed the top pieces of the stove after scrubbing them (with rust remover, wire brushes, steel wool pads and elbow grease). Then they shovelled ashes out of the fire box, and scraped and vacuumed soot, ash and grease from every interior surface.


With the top burners removed, you can see the firebox (foreground), the top of the oven and the opening for the water reservoir. Everything was coated with ash, soot, carbon and grease. The stove had been in a storage shed for many years and the water reservoir was full of leaves, dirt and the jawbone of a small creature!

The interior of the oven after a layer of soot and grease was removed to reveal a speckled enamel surface:

The Bag Lady painted the burners and top surface of the stove with a special paint for heated surfaces.


Here is the re-assembled stove, all shiny and clean. All that remains to be done is a light coat of wax on the cooking surface.


(The stove is a McClary Royal Jubliee, and the Bag Lady is in the process of researching to try to find out when it was manufactured.... which is part of her job as curator.)

Friday, February 10, 2012

Bibbity Bobbity..... BUBBAT

It's been two weeks since the Bag Lady posted anything?? What a slacker!

Actually, it's because she hasn't had anything very interesting going on in her life. It's been an endless round of laundry, "NCIS", housework, "Criminal Minds", ranch work, "The Mentalist", cooking "Person of Interest", and baking. Chopping wood, feeding the woodstove, taking care of cows and horses and dog and cat and husband.... (Did you know that you can spend almost the entire day, every day, watching re-runs of your favourite shows just by flipping back and forth between Showcase (East and West), Showcase Diva and A&E? For someone who hadn't watch TV for the last 10 or so years, the Bag Lady has quickly become addicted!)... paperwork and taxes and working at the fledgling museum in her little community (did she tell you she volunteered to be the curator? She has since stopped drinking.).

Did she mention baking? A (slightly older) neighbour was rhapsodizing a month or so ago about something his mother used to make when he was young. His heritage was German Mennonite, and his mother was apparently a fabulous cook. He mentioned many dishes she used to make, but the one he missed the most and loved the best was something called Bubbat.

The Bag Lady was intrigued by his description of this dish, so she did some research on the internet and found several recipes. None of them were exactly as he described, but she decided to adapt one of them to his description. She wanted to do a test-run before making the dish for her neighbour, so the Rancher came home from work the other day to this:




Which, when sliced open, revealed this:

The Bag Lady has a special fondness for things with little surprises in them (thanks, Mom! Did anyone else's mother ever bake birthday cakes with pennies in them?) Her neighbour described Bubbat as a cakey bread with a sausage laid in it so that when it was sliced, everyone got a piece of sausage. She served it with Borscht and he and his siblings would drink a gallon or so of milk with it. The Bag Lady didn't have any Borscht, but she did have homemade split pea soup, which worked well.

She found the recipe here, and encourages you to go check it out - there are some fabulous recipes on this blog!

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Fly Like an Eagle

The Bag Lady has been keeping herself busy of late. If watching hours of television counts as busy. Ahem.

She did leave the ranch the other day and when she reached the highway, she saw this incredible sight.....
Not one but two bald eagles, sitting side by side in the trees on the edge of the highway. Fortunately, there was no other traffic, so the Bag Lady was able to scramble around in her briefcase and find her camera. Just as she snapped the picture, one of the eagles decided not to hang around for the photo op., but the Bag Lady caught him anyway. If you click on the photo and enlarge it, you can see that the other eagle is watching his buddy depart. He was perhaps a little more confident that the Bag Lady wasn't a threat because he stayed where he was long enough for another photo. Sadly, it turned out to be quite blurry, but the Bag Lady was happy to have taken the first picture.

Friday, January 13, 2012

Photo Finish Friday - The Good Old Days

The Bag Lady has been immersed in the past for much of the new year. She is the volunteer (aka unpaid with absolutely no experience) curator of the newly minted museum in her little community, and she and another volunteer have been working hard to accession the donations received so far from community members.

The Bag Lady has also been wasting spending time on Ancestry.com.



She has had this photo for many years, but has really had not very much information to go along with it. Angus was her great-grandmother's brother, and he moved his family away from Nebraska (where much of the rest of the family was residing at the time) in the late 1800's and contact with him was lost.
Thanks to Ancestry.com, the Bag Lady now has more information on that branch of the family!
(At least, she hopes there isn't another, completely unrelated family out there using this picture on their family tree!)

PFF is the brainchild of Leah at the Goat's Lunch Pail. Go check out her photo for today!

Sunday, January 8, 2012

Lame Lament

Is anyone else disillusioned with the direction our society appears to be heading? It seems as though the only thing that rules is greed. Governments give lip service to the public good, but the only reason people seem to go into politics anymore is for the money. A few years in politics and they receive a pension for life, regardless of their actual contribution.

Oil companies care nothing for the environmental damage they do. Money rules there, too. Fracking (blasting the rock deep underground to release the gas trapped there) is very damaging to underground water supplies, but the "greater good" rules - who cares if a few underground water wells are damaged or destroyed? The need to wring every ounce of gas and oil out of the ground to fuel society's machines takes precedence.

So many young people appear to have no moral compass anymore. Cruelty to animals, bullying, a sense of entitlement and their lack of personal connections dominate. They have no idea where their food comes from, nor how to employ the simplest of techniques to ensure life and limb. Take them out of the city, drop them in the woods without a GPS and they would be totally lost and starve to death because they have no idea how to navigate nor what is edible (no, you can't pet that bear cub.... didn't you see the sign saying not to feed the bears? 'Cause that's what you'll be if you get between momma and her cubs - bear food.)

We are constantly bombarded with exhortations to look younger, better, thinner; have more hair, less hair, no grey hair, thicker hair, curlier hair, straighter hair (what is this obsession with hair?); fewer wrinkles, age spots, lumps and/or bumps; better sex lives (partly spent seeking medical attention when your erection lasts longer than 4 hours...); lower cholesterol, whiter teeth, fewer leg twitches, fancier cars, televisions, cell phones, games, tablets.... the list goes on. (When did natural aging become a disease to be cured? Is there an app for that?)

We are admonished to bubble-wrap our children in order that they attain adulthood without scars, disabilities, drug addictions, immunity to disease, common sense, the ability to stand up for themselves, or suffering any kind of negative life experience. This will ensure that they are well-rounded, capable adults who can speed-type (but not spell) with the best of them, but will faint at the sight of a shovel, or a piece of paper and pencil.

Huge conglomerates dominate government to the point where policies are based not on what is good for the people or the country, but for the stockholders. It matters not that one company appears to be in control of most of the seed in the world (and are genetically modifying it for some nefarious reason!), the government made money. (Conspiracy Theory Alert.) If you control the world's food supply, you control the world.

The Mayan calendar ends this year. Did they really know something we don't, or did they just get tired of doing all those calculations? Ran out of room on the tablet?

(Yes, I'm aware that this was rather a lame post.... hence the title!)

Monday, January 2, 2012

Happy New Year!


There is not a lot of snow in the Bag Lady's world..... yet. In fact, she took this picture a couple of weeks ago and the snow is now gone from the old plow.
She had a very busy and fun-filled Christmas season, and is now telling herself it's time to get back to normal. She still has a few decorations to take down and put away, but almost all traces of the wild and crazy holiday are gone.
She hopes all of you have a wonderful year this year!