I’m not a super-techie person. (I know, I know – shocking given the pristine condition of my blog and my stunning photography. Groan.) I don’t even own a smartphone. Scratch that – I don’t even own a CAMERAPHONE. My 10-year-old
Category: Parenting
This week, I’ve seen a number of bloggers and websites talking about a new cookbook in which the author basically does exactly the opposite of what you’d think a cookbook author would do: she tells people to forget about recipes.
L. has a quirky habit — okay, he has lots of quirky habits, but I’m only planning to address one in particular tonight. We’ll leave the fact that he bites his toenails for another day. He is the master of
Here I sit at my computer on the first evening of the month of December, and I’ve neglected to post a meal plan yet! The time, it has been getting away from me lately. I’m not even sure my proverbial candle
Another Thanksgiving has come and gone, and I didn’t even write a thankful post. I meant to, I really did, but…you know. Life. And all that. As it happens, though, I’m sort of glad that I didn’t get a chance
A few years ago, J. and I came to the realization that at least for the foreseeable future, we were not going to be the architects of our own Thanksgiving experiences. We spend each Thanksgiving with his folks and, if
J. and I only made the switch to organic dairy about six months or so ago. I know, I know – I want to ask myself what took us so long, too. But then I remember that we’ve been buffeted
This afternoon, while I was at work, my boss mentioned something about needing a snack; about an hour and a half later, I passed by his office to see him finally munching. “I see you got a snack at last,”
This is it, friends — the night on which I share with you my efforts to make dinner for less than $1 per person. In other words, dinner — a healthy, unprocessed, filling, hopefully delicious, and generally well-sourced — for
I’m freshly back from a wonderful weekend adventure with 5-year-old L., and my mind is churning on — what else? — food politics. My fabulous firstborn and I took his first big train trip to New York City, to visit my