Bead and Button, that is.
Great classes, excellent students.
Pretty good schedule with not too much free time between classes.
Uneventful drive there and back.
Then there was this brunch I went to that messed with my ability to talk with a reasonable amount of lucidity - not because of what I consumed, but because of what I saw.
A combo cocktail / appetizer.
So a nice big Bloody Mary, but instead of say, a stick of celery poking up through the surface of the drink, the glass was festooned with a piece of spare rib with barbecue sauce, a bird made of pickle slices and cherry tomatoes and I'm sure there was more but my mind was so blown that I couldn't take it in.
I mean, how does it work? You can't sip the drink because there's meat and pickles in the way but you don't get a plate for the food or even a fork with which to spear it and hold it away from the drinking part of the game and I ... just don't quite get it.
Apparently it's a Thing in at least Milwaukee and Chicago and a week later I have my words back but I'm still flummoxed, appalled and fascinated in equal measure.
So between teaching I stitched samples:
I've barely unpacked but I've almost finished a new project which is only sort of new so I'm not exactly sure how I feel about it.
I'll post a better picture once it's done.