So called because I imagine that if you partly digested a parrot, and then regurgitated it, this is what it might look like.

These socks broke a knitting drought for me.  I had acquired what my Dad likes to call “the reverse midas touch” – it’s when everything you touch seems to turn to crap.  I started and stopped several projects, but just couldn’t get enthused about anything.  So I decided to try something I’d never done before, found a pattern for entrelac socks, and hello!  Back came my knitting mojo.