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,
Category: Lunchbox
It’s been a heck of a week. P. came down with a raging case of Coxsackie virus, and an ear infection to boot (talk about adding insult to injury!), prompting his doctor to advise us on Monday: “Don’t let him
It’s the last day of the First Week Back at School. Here on RRG, we’ve covered the good, the bad, the ugly, and everything in between when it comes to the food my kids’ former and current preschool/daycare programs are
In this first week of school for so many kids, I’ve been reflecting a bit on the feeding of my little guys and how the school environment and home environments differ. In short, I think I’m chewing on the question:
People who know me in real life know that I love the preschool/daycare program my boys currently attend. I mean, I LOVE it. I love the staff, I love the families, I love the cute little building (it’s in what
I’m a little choked up this morning, so forgive me — today is the first time that the “First Day of School” has meant anything in our little household. Although we walked through the doors of the same building that
No amount of coffee and yummy cocoa granola bars can help me this morning. Last night was wretched. Walked in the door, kids in tow, at 5:38 p.m….walked back out the door, sans kids, sans hubby, half of my dinner
I’m so excited about my lunch today. Actually, I’m so excited about everyone’s lunches today. But mainly mine, because it’s leftovers of last night’s dinner, and I loved last night’s dinner. We had something for which I cannot take credit
I promised yesterday that I’d get back to practical things here on the blog, and that means returning to our mini-series on Old Standards and New Favorites. It’s good to get back to sanity this morning, because quite frankly, I’m
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