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
I’m becoming…a kitchen mentor? Recently, some of my friends on Facebook were joking that I should start a consulting business to help people with mealtime dilemmas. In the midst of the ribbing, an old friend chimed in and said that
Hot dogs. Yuck. Oh, I know. Everything in moderation, as is my major mission in the RRG house; and certainly, not all dogs are created equal. Just as we managed to find some utterly delicious, nitrate-free, un-junked-up pepperoni in the
This is a hard post to write. I debated doing it at all, but it’s on my mind, and as I’m sitting here trying to think about all the things that I could be writing, this is the one thing
There was an article online today that caught my attention for a few moments; it was entitled “New Eating Disorders: Are They For Real?” I’m what you would probably call intellectually curious, and having worked for a while in clinical
It’s later in the evening than I would like it to be, folks, and I still have much to do; so tonight’s post will be more of a round-up than a musing, I guess. We had much more pre-bed mayhem
I hear it all the time — people say it to me, it’s all over message boards and email threads, it’s woven into the dialogue of almost every parent who has small children. “I don’t want to raise picky eaters.”
Over the weekend, I had a major wake-up call moment. In the midst of blithely blogging about how you can make a high-quality chicken dinner for 6 with a price tag of about $15, and how shopping wisely at Whole