It officially feels like summer now (in case you haven’t been able to tell from my posts this week). We’re heading into July, and the weather has been balmy — heck, even downright humid and sticky, some days, which is
Beet and Corn Panzanella Know what that is? It’s a beet panzanella. And it’s now officially one of my new favorite reasons to love summertime. A while back, some friends on Facebook (where else?) were talking about recipes, and somebody
Farmer’s Market Haul from Saturday Morning… 1/2 lb salad mix 2 bunches red beets 1 lb spinach Papaya squash 2 pints strawberries (not pictured) 12 tomatoes 5 honey sticks (not pictured) 1 bunch radishes 1 packet seeds for Provider Bush
Whenever croup visits the RRG household, it’s to the freezer I go, searching for things that will bring cooling relief to L.’s swollen throat. It’s funny how the conventional wisdom about croup seems to vary from person to person; there
It seems like many people are really responding to hearing about my friend “Babs,” whose family is undergoing a gradual improvement in their eating habits, and for whom I’m offering some support and advice in navigating the process. Although I
I’m exhausted. We’re entering our third night of viral croup with poor L., and our fourth full day of potty training P. has just come to a close. I left work early today to take L. to the doctor for
Fridays as “fend nights” are not what they used to be. It used to be that on a “fend night,” I’d come home and help everybody figure out which leftovers they wanted. We’d heat things up, dish a little of
As anyone who’s read this blog even occasionally or lackadaisically knows, I’m on a constant quest to feed my family better. (And if you’re new here, hi, let me sum it up for you: I’m B., and I have incurable
We had a great weekend. There was lots planned. Much family time. Many outings. Many things to do and places to go. Much food that fell into the category of either “once a year indulgence” or “somewhat out of our
Last week I wrote about an old friend (blog code name: “Babs”), who has written to me out of desperation asking for guidance in planning and executing meals for her family. Some readers have expressed curiosity about how things are going