I didn’t know her very well, but from what I understand, my great-grandmother was kind of a bad ass.
Immigrated to this country when she was 17 without knowing the language or many people and proceeded to build a family and a life.
She was also known for being stubborn and strong-willed. Hmm…wonder if I take after her at all 🙂
She made everything from scratch, including frequent loaves of steaming hot bread — since aptly named by the rest of us as “Busia Bread” (Busia = Polish for grandmother). The time-intensive process includes several risings, during which you are supposed to cover the bowl of dough with layers of cloth. I happen to have many of these same cloths she used — they are, in fact, old flour sacks.
As luck would have it, one is still intact. It’s far too special to use as a rag, and I knew exactly how I could honor it and Mary.
After considering a custom frame job, I picked up this $25 frame from Ikea. I may get museum glass added to prevent fading — not sure yet if we’ll need that.
My main tip for framing fabric is to IRON. I made the mistake of carelessly throwing it in at first and it looked bad (and not just because I also forgot to remove the protective film, smarty).
I love it, I love my Busia and I love bread. As we all should.
Have you ever framed something unexpected? Spill!