Sno Cones and Being Seven (And the Ventura Fire)

(This was going to be a throwback Thursday post to my nephew’s birthday last summer.  Since Monday, their neighborhood has been devastated by the fires. I’ll insert some pictures in the end, for reference.)

This is my baby sister, Rachel. HER baby just turned seven and started first grade! Time to party!

There was a big celebration at their homestead, with a bit of a throwback to our roots on Lawn Avenue. Besides a ton of boys from their hockey and lacrosse leagues, there were sno-cones, an impromptu peanut scramble and of course, delicious cake. You’re probably thinking there was a machine to make the sno-cones. Oh no.

We scraped our own ice in Sellersville, we scrape our own in California.

A couple ten-pound blocks of ice, syrupy squeeze bottles, pointy paper cones and antique scrapers. That’s how we do.

The scrapers are due for a sharpening, (they are from the fifties) but nonetheless, it was a brilliant party activity. There was also a piñata. I hate piñatas. I see no good reason to give a blindfolded child a large stick and tell them to strike hard. But that’s just me. I know it’s a love of others, and I try not to spoil their fun. I just look away.

On this particular piñata, the candy hole was a little small for the amount of kiddos. There were tears. Sissy quickly got the back-up candy and we started throwing it out like a peanut scramble! Followed up by an amazing homemade cake and nobody cared about the candy anymore! It all worked out!

That’s a white cake with chocolate chips (the polka-dot cake) with whipped cream filling, coated in a chocolate ganache. My most favorite part of the party.

 Happy Birthday Crobzilla!  We love you to the moon and back!

Now for the update:  this is her house. It survived, because her hubs fought all night with a firefighter friend.  It’s riddled with soot and ash.

Here are some snaps from her neighbors, who lost everything.

And these snaps. We spend all our time on their patio, looking over the Ventura Basin, out to the mighty Pacific, whenever we’re there. Not sure when we’ll be able to go back. It’s been a heartbreaking week here in the land of Angels.

“Start where you are. Use what you have. Do what you can.”

Make it & Take It Highlights 2017 ~ Part One

Without a doubt, the 2017 Make it & Take it  was the best ever!! Over 110 guests and 125 pies! I gotta give a shout out to long time oven master, Philip!  He slays!

We had lots of new faces and pie bakers this year. This guy.

Who later, turned into bossy Betty, jamming with the band, asking for the Beatles and “words with songs.” At one point he yelled, “it’s too slow!”  We all fell in love.

Of course, Ana and Dr. Ruth were there, bright and early, weaving pie dough, making masterpieces.

Can you believe this beauty?

Nalysia worked the front door with great aplomb, and a gorgeous smile. Love her to pieces!

Jade was amazing, and doesn’t she look Parisienne, here? Jaw dropping style, this one.

Did I mention? Elise, from We Adorn You, painted faces for a few hours.

I love when pie makers bring their Momma. All the feels.

This little guy has made at least 4 fudge pies in his lifetime. He told his Mom that night, that he wanted pie for dinner. She said okay, and gave him a piece on a separate plate. He said “no, if it’s for dinner , the pie needs to be on the dinner plate ( right next to the grilled cheese)”. In the end she agreed. PIE FOR DINNER!!

Did I mention?  Spiderman was in attendance!

It was a perfect day to make a pie.  Big shout out to Juli Frankel for these amazing snaps.  Wait, is that Rachel??  Making off with Ana’s pie??  PUT THE PIE DOWN, SISTER!!

And one more shout out to her, the sissy of all sissy’s. She helped me organize all the ingredients the day before, she made gluten free crusts and then, went to a concert that night! All I had to do was hang out with my favorite seven year old. Let the Holidays begin!