When I was in my teens, one of my dear father’s “life tips” was to teach me how to grill the perfect burger. How I loved those perfectly done burgers, scented with smoky wood chips on clear, chilly nights at camp. The melted cheese and the chirp of crickets saying goodbye to summer as we sat and ate, listening to the calm water lap at the shores below. All my favorite things to wear at that time were baggy and cozy- much like this pullover. It has a drawstring hood and a diagonal stockinette change for interest.
Briquette is inspired by glowing charcoals, applewood smoke and crisp nights.
My husband won’t let me near the grill. Oh, the irony! (but I’m not complaining. He can GRILL:)
5,5,6,7 skeins of wsk merino dk