The results of my overdyeing were a big success. This yarn, as I told you earlier, was a pretty ordinary brown/yellow to start with, an oldie from the sale bin at the Fiber Festival, Patons Classic in the pretty dull "Gold". I could not find a use for it in its original state, and I tried at least three times, knitting a bunch of it into the beginnings of a sweater, a wrap, and another wrap, and always reaching the same conclusion; it looks like I don't actually like Paton's Classic "Gold". Which is not to say you can't love it, but I found it a little too brown to be gold, and a little too gold to be brown, and then not being able to be anything in between, either. So I dunked it in a pan with some hot water and one packet of Black Cherry Kool-Aid, and the improvement to "Gold" has been, in my opinion, pretty considerable.
Ratios: one 3.5 oz skein yarn to one packet Kool-Aid. I was looking for the color to arrive at some kind of combination of Gold and Black Cherry---for more saturation and more Black Cherryness, I think you'd want to use more packets.
This isn't my first Kool-Aid rodeo; I've dyed with it before, and I drank so much of it in my 1970's childhood that my tongue was probably always red, but this trip around the block made me remember how much fun it is to dye yarn with Kool-Aid. It requires no special pans, tools, or other equipment, it is no messier than, well, than making Kool-Aid usually is, and it smells like the homemade popsicles we made in paper cups back in my youth. In fact, apart from the general, usual non-foodness of the wool itself, you could probably drink the exhaust from the dyepot. (Not that I did, but I'm just sayin. It is nothing but clear, fruit-scented water that has had a skein of wool simmered in it. Not food, but not dangerous). This is a very tidy project, and the complex, burnt orange yarn results I got for my twenty-five cent investment are pretty satisfying.
I had a crack at the Lemongrass, too, while I was at it. This is overdyed with Grape, using the same 1:1 ratio. It's a little variegated for my taste, but another trip through the fruit-scented soup pot would be so easy. I might do that, or I might just cast on something with it right now, in between sewing teeny little mice out of cut-up pants from my closet.