Every once in a while, I get crazy ideas in my head (shocking, I know) that just have to be tried immediately. This weekend I had just such a moment. Breakfasts in our house lately have felt, well, BORING. Don’t
Yikes. Mondays. OK, more accurately: Yikes, today, which happens to be a Monday, and which fully lived up to the harried and vaguely menacing reputation of all Mondays. Not in every way; it was actually a fine, if unremarkable, day
I was going to write about something totally different today, but when I went to moderate the Comments board this morning there was an excellent question from reader Nina that got my wheels turning in a whole different direction. Nina
Not to get all churchy on people, or anything — this is a completely nonreligious, ecumenical blog — but yesterday the visiting pastor at our church had some words of wisdom during the Children’s Moment that I think are worth
Some of you faithful readers may recall that I’ve mentioned my choral rehearsals, which happen on Tuesday nights. Yes, I work full-time, have two kids, and sing with a pretty serious choral group, among other things. Yes, I’m insane. But
I haven’t posted in a few days, I know — I sort of “unplugged” over the long weekend to enjoy some wonderful, exhausting, and practically mandatory Fall activities with J. and the boys. Between picking apples and pumpkins, visiting with
What’s the old adage? “You’re only as happy as your unhappiest child?” Any parent knows that to be true, so it’s hardly going to come as a revelation when I say that worrying about your kids — really, substantially worrying
Sometimes, in the grand scheme of this crazy culinary life of mine, there are days that can only be well-passed if spent in the pursuit of bread. Any bread will do: quick breads, yeast breads, sweet or savory, but bread,