I know I’ve said it before, but…kids eat what they’re used to eating. When we use terms like “kid-friendly” to describe foods and eating habits, what we’re really saying is usually “fried,” “bland,” “breaded,” or “sweetened.” There’s a rampant misconception
Category: Food culture
Oh, right, it’s Lent! (Disclaimer: I know not everyone adheres to Christianity; I know not everyone observes Lent; and while this post will be somewhat about Lent as a season, I hope those who don’t observe it will stick with
OK, time to do something I try to do very rarely: ask you all to do me a favor. I realize that you check out this blog with whatever frequency you manage to stop by so that you can get
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
This week on RRG has been all about the family dinner — its rewards, its challenges, and how I strategize to be able to pull off a homecooked meal every night of the week without going insane. I feel like
Apologies for the lack of post yesterday — I fell into some sort of black hole at work, from which I have barely clawed myself this morning, and couldn’t devote any attention to the blog. But believe me, in the
On Friday, I asked you all to spend this week tabulating, at least loosely, what $2.50 will buy you in terms of “real food.” Some of you have already responded; some will probably respond later in the week; and I’m
Happy (choke) Valentine’s (gag) Day. Sorry, but I’m not a big Valentine’s Day person. Just never have gotten into it as a holiday (my mother, an avowed V-Day hater, takes credit for my aversion). I’m warming up to it slightly
I confess I’m uninspired today. Tired, burned out, and hastily trying to cram a post in between other important stuff that should (at least by other people’s standards) be priorities. I’ve been searching aimlessly all day for the one thing
Is it the weekend yet? *Groan.* What a week it’s been so far. Two cars broken down, our household heat on the fritz, and various little personal squabbles and dramas have given me a permanent ache in my neck and