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
Category: Lunchbox
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
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
So far, I’ve written quite a bit about interacting with my older child, L., about food and eating. It’s natural, I think — he’s of just the age to be really developing his own palate, asserting his independence, and making
L.’s preschool has recently begun something that tugs at both sides of my mommy conscience (mom-science?) — the Friday pizza party. Well, maybe “party” is a bit of a stretch. As far as I know, they order pizza from the
4-year-olds have a funny way of taking over and upsetting any “plans” you think you’ve made. In this case, my 4-year-old son, L., received last night’s “Crockpot Chicken Curry Thing” experiment with a sort of lukewarm skepticism. For the record,