tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35560798.post1642203843059233772..comments2023-09-30T09:36:05.014-04:00Comments on April Cornell - Live Beautiful: Apron Giveaway!April Cornellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09881121453700263620noreply@blogger.comBlogger104125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35560798.post-67048796847602147272009-10-22T19:02:56.815-04:002009-10-22T19:02:56.815-04:00My favorite pie story involves a lemon meringue pi...My favorite pie story involves a lemon meringue pie made by my mother when she had a lemon tree at their winter home in Scottsdale, AZ. She made beautiful pies, with perfect meringue, until the time she calmly walked out with a lemon pie that was the color of Ritz royal blue fabric dye. Oops, that wasn't vanilla, that was blue food coloring she added! Never peeped a word about it, just toddled on out with that amazingly blue pie. I remember hearing the first rule in food presentation is "no blue food", and I think as we ate the pie with our eyes closed, we could attest to the truth in that statement.Betsynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35560798.post-29048358372328732332009-08-09T04:25:19.540-04:002009-08-09T04:25:19.540-04:00Your aprons are sensational!!! I have lots of kitc...Your aprons are sensational!!! I have lots of kitchen stories. Too long to post a comment on them. I used my apron for rubbing my food handled hands on! Doesn't that sound awful? Everyone needs at least a half dozen aprons!!! Preferably hand made.Carol Radcliffehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00657801714558685971noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35560798.post-8109561701070324272009-08-07T19:50:28.319-04:002009-08-07T19:50:28.319-04:00I fell in love with these two aprons when I saw th...I fell in love with these two aprons when I saw them. I love the fall and these colors were just so pretty.janhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01131707140333673730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35560798.post-9965045089750765042009-08-07T19:27:56.355-04:002009-08-07T19:27:56.355-04:00My 5 year old sister loooves to help me bake, and ...My 5 year old sister loooves to help me bake, and she has such a good time. I love that special time with her. =)<br /><br />thesweetestpetunia@gmail.comjaquelyn {mama thoughts}https://www.blogger.com/profile/07164255709085635654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35560798.post-1565570385613949892009-08-07T19:23:36.590-04:002009-08-07T19:23:36.590-04:00My fondest memories in the kitchen are from my chi...My fondest memories in the kitchen are from my childhood, when there were four generations in the kitchen preparing a holiday meal Italian style. My mother, my aunts, my grandmother and great grandmother. From these ladies I learned to trust my instincts in the kitchen, to not only depend upon smell and taste, but also on how things feel and their texture. It was a wonderful way to learn - surrounded by love.Lisa M. Schwartzhttp://facebook.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35560798.post-84801053651040382322009-08-07T19:13:43.402-04:002009-08-07T19:13:43.402-04:00These aprons are fantastic! My favorite memory has...These aprons are fantastic! My favorite memory has to to with aprons! My Greatgrandmom made my grandmom, my mom, me and my doll matching patchwork aprons. We would make cookies together and I felt so loved!Eli's Lidshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08313149543341762081noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35560798.post-65521188246593484862009-08-07T17:24:15.382-04:002009-08-07T17:24:15.382-04:00I love to look at the permanantly stained green pi...I love to look at the permanantly stained green piece of woodwork in my kitchen. My daughters often liked to make "potions" in the kitchen when they were little. I didn't know at the time that they found the food coloring and were going to town!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35560798.post-83394527119436586582009-08-07T17:23:47.453-04:002009-08-07T17:23:47.453-04:00My daughter is now five and she loves to help in t...My daughter is now five and she loves to help in the kitchen. We like baking and making breakfast together. She likes to flip the pancakes and scramble the eggs. We would love to win those beautiful mother/daughter aprons. Thank you so much for offering them.Holly Schwartznoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35560798.post-78184130524400883662009-08-07T15:38:51.056-04:002009-08-07T15:38:51.056-04:00My name is Carissa Moore, I am nine years old and ...My name is Carissa Moore, I am nine years old and I live in North Vancouver B.C. Canada.<br />I have always saved my money for April Cornell dresses since I was very little and am always grateful for my choice of which way to spend my money.<br /><br /> At home our kitchen is clothed with things from April Cornell and I have always wanted an April Cornell apron to go with it, for when me and my mom cook together. I bake a lot with my mother and my favorite memory was when we baked gingerbread men for our school christmas play. We got icing all over the table (yum yum!) but it didn't matter. When the gingerbread men were in the oven I sat by the timer and watched each second go by. I'm glad I got a gingerbread man before our school play because by the time I found them after the play there were none left! At least I'd gotten to bake them which was fun!<br /><br /> I am so happy now that you are opening a Canada website so I will be able to enjoy your beautiful clothing again since the La Cache stores closed here.<br /><br /> These flowered aprons are my favorite aprons of all and I sure hope I get one someday!!!Carissanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35560798.post-14587800594362481272009-08-07T15:32:25.687-04:002009-08-07T15:32:25.687-04:00My favorite kitchen memories always center around ...My favorite kitchen memories always center around my grandmothers kitchen as a small child. She and her sister used to go crazy on the holidays preparing food for over thirty family members. I loved to stand around, getting in the way as they bustled about from stovetop, to the two old wall ovens while everything bubbled and stewed. Once in a while, they would give me a task to take on, and I could work on that and soak up the energy in that kitchen.Beth Krugerhttp://www.bethyoga.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35560798.post-62446137900077655622009-08-07T14:45:05.426-04:002009-08-07T14:45:05.426-04:00My favorite memory, and I have pictures to prove i...My favorite memory, and I have pictures to prove it...., is when I decided to make a family dinner all by myself. It was a Saturday night in Northern Maine, so, of course, I had to make Baked Beans from scratch, and biscuits. Oh those biscuits! They always looked easy to do when I was helping my Mom or simply watching her, but to actually get the consistency correct for nice fluffy ones instead of hockey pucks, well, that was another story!<br />I got a bit frustrated and the pictures prove so, with me sitting on the floor, despondent face, and flour all over myself. <br />Eventually I did feed my sisters and parents though. Mom may have had to help me in the end.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35560798.post-72820332637871190582009-08-07T14:06:08.502-04:002009-08-07T14:06:08.502-04:00I remember letting my twins break and whip eggs fo...I remember letting my twins break and whip eggs for the first time. Oh what a mess!!Bethhttp://www.babycleanfun.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35560798.post-26887033211092801622009-08-07T10:52:12.259-04:002009-08-07T10:52:12.259-04:00My favorite memory of being in the kitchen was mak...My favorite memory of being in the kitchen was making cookies with my mom at Christmas along with making apple dumplings in the fall. My mom used to let me help and we would use up the entire table making cookies, and we would make a mess but it didn't matter. She let me help in all aspects and didn't say anything when I would roll them out too thin sometimes so they woudl get too crispy. It was just a day of fun and eating cookies. She would let me eat some of the cookies as they came out.<br /><br />The same thing with the apple dumplings. I would eat the peel as she peeled them, I used to love to put the sugar, butter and spices down in the middle of the cored apple and then cover it up with dough. Oh how much fun! <br />I love to bake in the kitchen with my 4 yr. old daughter and would love to win these matching aprons. Thanks for such a great giveaway!craftmomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03631828701165882255noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35560798.post-1968759035558294532009-08-07T10:09:56.459-04:002009-08-07T10:09:56.459-04:00Thank you for entering me in your generous giveawa...Thank you for entering me in your generous giveaway! The aprons are gorgeous! My favorite memory is helping my Mom bake cookies and cakes while she wore her favorite apron. A full apron that was aqua check w/black satin ribbon. I would always wear her red and white small polka dotted apron :) I loved the organza one she had but could never wear it for fear it would get dirty :)<br /><br />Thanks again for your generosity!<br /><br />SharonSharonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14737384601584423130noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35560798.post-55736872934354228222009-08-07T08:53:27.249-04:002009-08-07T08:53:27.249-04:00My memory is helping my Mom bake pies. I would alw...My memory is helping my Mom bake pies. I would always sneak pieces of dough to eat. The dough doesn't really taste that great anymore!Mrs. Hhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06503283969677894326noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35560798.post-25397511948950291432009-08-07T08:33:38.004-04:002009-08-07T08:33:38.004-04:00Aprons make me think of my grandmother - she recen...Aprons make me think of my grandmother - she recently passed away and when going through her belongings we found some so well-used they were thread bare. These aprons you have are gorgeous...a far cry from the utilitarian ones you used to see.Manitoulin Threadshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17160636751409209343noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35560798.post-78377596987678629952009-08-07T07:42:01.394-04:002009-08-07T07:42:01.394-04:00My best memories from the kitchen are of making an...My best memories from the kitchen are of making angel food cake with my aunt when I would visit her overnight. She would let me use the electric mixer, and then would insist that we couldn't even be in the kitchen until after the timer went off for the cake to be done, as any noise might make the cake fall. We always had the tallest angel food cakes, thanks to that!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35560798.post-6954686236123961102009-08-06T22:48:38.803-04:002009-08-06T22:48:38.803-04:00I have wonderful memories of working in the kitche...I have wonderful memories of working in the kitchen with my mother-in-law. She was a wonderful cook and I learned so much from her. I remember one time at Christmas we tried to roast chestnuts in the oven. We didn't know you had to punch a hole in them and when they got hot they started blowing up in the oven. For some reason this gave us the giggles. They were popping and we were laughing. My husband didn't think it was at all funny. This made us laugh even harder. I'm sad to say she has been gone now for several years and I sure do miss her.Sallyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10641686722997805556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35560798.post-34183089006211860332009-08-06T19:35:57.477-04:002009-08-06T19:35:57.477-04:00I have a wonderful, vivid kitchen memory from the ...I have a wonderful, vivid kitchen memory from the 50s--it is my grandFATHER wearing a very 50s style apron in the kitchen, with a hand mixer in his hand, making mashed potatoes. The table is chrome and formica. Fiestaware is on the table. The colors of the kitchen are bright and warm and happy. It is my favorite kitchen in my mind's eye and my heart to this day.Barbara Johansen Newmanhttp://johansennewman.typepad.com/designrocket/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35560798.post-23248688193636452122009-08-06T19:10:18.311-04:002009-08-06T19:10:18.311-04:00Best kitchen memory: Licking the spoon while a war...Best kitchen memory: Licking the spoon while a warm spring breeze wafted through my Grandmother's kitchen.Bevhttp://44thstreetfabric.etsy.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35560798.post-31027478199677685132009-08-06T17:45:29.935-04:002009-08-06T17:45:29.935-04:00I first discovered April Cornell creations at the ...I first discovered April Cornell creations at the store on the Pearl Mall in Boulder, Colorado years ago. It was my favorite place to visit every time I was in Boulder. Now I live in Idaho and I miss that wonderful store very much, although, luckily I can find bits and pieces of April treasures in wonderful stores in the Sun Valley area. I'm delighted to have discovered the blog. Deliciously fabulous stuff!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35560798.post-14210798592465955872009-08-06T17:12:45.455-04:002009-08-06T17:12:45.455-04:00i didn't do much cooking or baking as a kid bu...i didn't do much cooking or baking as a kid but i love to cook with my 2 daughters...this would be a perfect thing for us to wear together!! so sweet~<br />chasitythe wild raspberryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15914734365583266636noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35560798.post-65215757450734309002009-08-06T13:22:35.124-04:002009-08-06T13:22:35.124-04:00Love the aprons! I just love when it is time to m...Love the aprons! I just love when it is time to make holiday cut out cookies with my kids! I remember doing it with my grandma and my mom! Great memories!<br /><br />Allison<br />allison4kids@gmail.comAllison Shttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15458170060370629663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35560798.post-69674923289950646122009-08-06T12:27:44.481-04:002009-08-06T12:27:44.481-04:00My grandmother taught me how to make chicken soup ...My grandmother taught me how to make chicken soup from scratch. I still use her recipe but I don't have her knack at making the noodles. <br />thanks for the beautiful giveaway<br />kaiminani@gmail.combrokenteepeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06907414560986208401noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35560798.post-40163968515849321522009-08-06T02:05:46.065-04:002009-08-06T02:05:46.065-04:00I remember baking with my sweet grandma (who has s...I remember baking with my sweet grandma (who has since passed on) - She would let me choose from all her aprons and I would always pick the most frilly one. Then she'd make every kind of cookie I suggested and would store them in these 5 gallon ice cream containers. She would always have a truckload of goodies when grandkids came by. My daughter (who I named after her) loves helping me bake cookies and I like to think that my sweet grandma is baking right along us in spirit. <br /><br />maren_buchanan@yahoo(dot)comMarenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09130167718853602212noreply@blogger.com