Remembering What’s Forgotten

All the dogs hung out in the yard as we worked on my studio today. Red watched the sheep, Lenore rested between trying to get me to throw the ball and Frieda growled quietly as bikers rode by.

When Jon  started making pizza a few months ago, he had a hard time stretching out the crust in the pan.  I took over, having an idea of how it’s done from watching other people do it (and, since I’m half Italian, I figured it was probably genetic).  Then, about a month ago, Jon remembered that, as a kid, he worked in a pizza parlor and used to make the pizza.  It all came back to him, and there he was in our kitchen, all but twirling the pizza dough on his fingers.

That’s what happened to me today as I was putting the glass in my storm windows.  I remembered that I didn’t need to use glazing points, (those little pieces of metal), to hold the glass in.  I thought I remembered using the glazing itself, but when I started working with it, setting the glazing in the routed out space for the glass, it just didn’t seem right.  I remembered it being easier but couldn’t recall how I used to do it.  By the time I got to the third window, it came back to me, just like that, just like Jon and the pizza dough.  You set the glass in with caulk then use the glazing. (for those who don’t know, glazing is that putty stuff on the outside of the window that hold it in and sheds the rain).  I thought how remarkable it is that even thought we may forget such things, they’re still there somewhere inside of us.  It’s just a matter of somehow conjuring them up.

What a pleasure it was that the hardware store was only 5 minutes away instead of a half hour like it would have been at the old house.  I got the caulk and a caulk gun and picked up lunch at the Co-op too, (frozen veggie Nan-wiches) and was home in 20 minutes.

Now I just hope the glass in the windows I used the glazing on stay in place so I won’t have to redo them all.

Jon Painting my School House Studio, what I think is, a really pretty yellow

While I was messing with the storms, Jon was painting my studio.  He woke up all excited this morning at the idea of priming the north wall.  It was sweet of him and his smile was enchanting, but I didn’t get it myself.  Not until he stated putting the yellow on the front of the building. I was ready to prime what needed to be primed and leave the rest for the spring, but Jon insisted on getting some yellow paint today.  It’s not the way I would have gone about painting the studio, but Jon’s way is much more fun and less boring than priming it all white then getting to the color. “Oooh, doesn’t she look pretty,” I said as I watched Jon paint.  I finished my windows and got another paintbrush to help.

We were lucky, today was a gorgeous day, like one in early spring, warm in the sun and comfortable with a sweatshirt on in the shade.  But tomorrow winter is supposed to return.  I don’t think we’ll get in much more painting this year, but at least now I’m inspired and won’t be dreading doing  it in the spring.

14 thoughts on “Remembering What’s Forgotten

  1. Maria…that yellow is really nice. What brand/color name is it? Do tell!

    Also, I’m a city girl, so tell us the purpose why the sheep wear those jackets?

    I think your studio is lovely. I am so jealous (in a good way?)

    1. It’s True Value Emily and the name, I’ll have to get back to you on that one. And the sheep wear their jackets to keep their wool clean so there’s more of it and less work come shearing time.

  2. Maria, I have just recently started making pizza and I am also having a hard time stretching out the dough. Some days it works perfectly but I can never count on having good luck. Do you have a tip for me that may help me to be more consistent? Am I supposed to try to spin it?
    Thanks for your help….and I love the color of your studio.

    Sharon

  3. I make my own pizza crust and I have a helpful comment for you and Jon.
    After the dough has risen (doubled in bulk), punch it down, cover it and let it rest for 20 minutes. Then punch it down again before stretching it out. This rest period makes a huge difference.

  4. My above comment suggests that you let the dough rest for 20 min. after it has risen. This should help. I don’t spin it. I stretch it out on a floured surface a bit, then I place it in the center of the oiled pan and slowly stretch it out to the edges with my fingers. The rest period is key. Make sure when you initially mix the ingredients you either knead it thoroughly or use your dough hook on your mixer for a good 5 minutes. This gets the gluten going which also helps with the stretching of the dough.

  5. I am seeing your pretty yellow schoolhouse studio with wild flowers growing all around it in the Spring…could you arrange that for your fans? 🙂

    1. That would be so nice Tess, except it’s surrounded by the dogs fenced in area and I doubt the flowers would get to grow., Maybe a couple of sunflowers, thanks for the idea.

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