Have I confessed before my random love of transporting miscellaneous liquids in squat, little leftover glass jars? I am sure there is a clinical term for this obsession of mine. Here are some recent adventures-in-transportation:

The dressing for our camping coleslaw, and butter for morning grits:

Pomegranate-Molasses-Bitters-Lemon. In other words, a base for a whiskey cocktail enjoyed on a friend’s porch. Based on this recipe. Delish. The jar in the back is a creme fraiche kind of thing to be shaken later and poured over summer pudding, on that same porch.

Yes, good things happen on that porch.

PS: You guys are awesome in your love for my Dad and his hockey playing. Thanks for all the great, flattering notes. They really mean a lot. And yes, my Dad is pretty kickass. 

And secondly, the ink I used on the muslin bag is a fabric ink stamp pad. I think I got it at Paper Source. I think you could certainly chance it and use a regular ink pad. At least, that's how I would roll if I didn't have the fabric ink pad...but I just happened to have it from another project.