On Tuesday, we celebrated Ben’s birthday. As you may remember, we’re a big fan of birthday pies around here, and so at Ben’s request I made Pascal Rigo’s Caramel-Pecan Chocolate Tart, from our favorite American Boulangerie. With the help of my, um, assistant pastry chef Ella (just don’t tell her she’s not the main chef), it wasn’t quite as beautiful as I’d hoped, but I was somewhat amazed I pulled it off at all, and once we cut into it, I didn’t hear any complaints.
Since Ben’s birthday was on Candlemas, we waited and did our Candlemas celebration on Wednesday. Neither of us had ever done one before, but I was tickled when I first read about it in Mrs. Sharp’s Traditions, and then when I read this post on The Parenting Passageway, I knew it was meant to be. First, I love breakfast for dinner, and pancakes are traditional for Candlemas/St. Brigid’s Day. Secondly, in addition to celebrating the half-way mark from Winter Solstice to Spring Equinox with candles, it is also a traditional time to bless your seeds for the coming year. I brought that big beautiful jar of Tiger Eye Beans to the table, we lit some new red beeswax candles, and we said blessings and good wishes for the season to come.
My other favorite Candlemas tradition? The beginning of spring cleaning. Ben and I have definitely being going on a bit of a spring purge around here, and I am very excited about it. On Sunday, Ben took Ella to the bakery for a few hours since she and I were driving each other nuts, and I suddenly had to move my sewing room from its tiny, dark room upstairs to a big, bright room downstairs. This room has been rented to housemates in the past, and housed WOOFers, but it was standing empty. No longer! I got my sewing table set up, some of my fabric in, and took 10-year old inspirations off my inspiration board and made room for the new. It feels great to be moving into a fresh space, with great light. Soon – shelves going up, fabric organizing, yarn organizing, space for projects, a bigger table for cutting out patterns. I am just a little bit excited.
That night, I stumbled across this: