Every once in a while, I get crazy ideas in my head (shocking, I know) that just have to be tried immediately. This weekend I had just such a moment. Breakfasts in our house lately have felt, well, BORING. Don’t
Cabbage and Spinach Frosting…yum, yum. P.’s got a birthday coming up. (For that matter, so have I…he and I share our special day, which usually means that I just about forget it’s my birthday altogether until somebody reminds me, because
Green Food. It’s a term that can strike terror into the hearts of parents everywhere; a color which, when on the plates of small children, appears to inspire loathing like no other color in the rainbow. Green food doesn’t tend
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
Yesterday’s post on the relative feat that is family dinner seems to have started a larger discussion (hooray! Nothing a blogger likes better than discussion); both on the comments board and in my inbox, personal Facebook account, etc., people are
Miss me? Sorry, readers. I know I’ve been sporadic lately about posting. Last week was a doozy that culminated in P. getting very, very sick with a respiratory infection; believe me when I tell you that trying to manage all
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
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