With the family in town over the weekend, food became an adventure in more ways than one. My sister, D., is heading off to live in Athens for a year (yes, that’s Athens, Greece), a topic of discussion which is
I’m feeling a little off-balance today, not in a bad way, but in that “I’ve got houseguests” kind of way. It’s a mixture of happiness that they’re here, appreciation for their help, relief that my boys get to go on
Yesterday I started a new mini-series, I guess you’d call it, here on the blog — I posted one of our family’s “greatest hits” recipes (Frog Slime Meatballs — don’t knock it till you’ve tried it), along with a recipe
I woke up this morning in a frog slime kinda mood. Before you panic, that’s a good thing — it means that I’m feeling confident about recent kitchen successes and looking forward to resurrecting some “greatest hits” for the kids
Yesterday was quite a food day in our house, but as often happens, the most interesting/enjoyable food experiences sprang from the simplest of ingredients and ideas. To quickly update for those who read yesterday’s post and are wondering how my
It’s pretty common for me to be chatting away on speakerphone while in the kitchen; in fact, I’d venture to guess that anyone who spends as much time in the kitchen as I do would have to make use of
The overall culinary malaise I wrote about on Monday, which prompted our Gentle Food Weekend, seemed to regrettably last for the first few days of the week as well. Something about the hectic schedule we’ve had lately, all the planning
I mentioned in yesterday’s post that L., my four-year-old, is somewhat averse to eating fruit. This is a food position I should clarify. The fact is, until P. came along — a child who was born with an insatiable craving