In my own family, I'm notorious for making meatloaf that falls apart. All of us loved the stuff and the sandwiches. My daughter in law, Kristi, makes a mean meatloaf as well, and hers seems to stay together, but Phil continues to tease me about my "meatloaf crumbles". So this last week Kristi was away for a few days and Phil asked me to make meatloaf for him; I had a new recipe and of course hope springs eternal. It was delicious but it did crumble a lot. Maybe the trick is letting it sit for a long time after coming out of the oven--not just 10 minutes as advised by the recipe. Maybe if I put in 3 eggs instead of two . . . .
On the other hand, I did get a commission to make a Pentecost stole for the friend of a friend. It's always a pleasure to work on liturgical pieces--the fabrics are lovely and the symbolism, compelling. So I had some beautiful iridescent red raw silk, and my quilting machine, and lots of paint. I'm very happy with the result. I handed it off to my friend this morning--one more project completed.