Sometimes making lots of different recipes all the time has its drawbacks. For one thing, when my kids were super-little (not that 3 and 5 are ripe old ages, but you get my meaning), my mother remarked once or twice
Category: Slow cooker
I have no idea how it happened that I ended up $30-$50 over budget for almost three full weeks in a row in February, but this has got to stop. Oh, sure, I made up for it, mostly; but the
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
In the grand scheme of roadblocks, unexpected events, and routine stuff that just makes you tired, last week was epic. We spent the long weekend for Memorial Day at my folks’ house, which is a few hours’ drive from us,
Phew. I meant to be blogging all last week about our Backyardigans Dinner Adventures, but frankly…I just needed a break. Mentally. Emotionally. Physically, even. I’ve been WIPED OUT. So I had to take some unexpected time away from the blog and
Busy Tuesday, as always; slow-cooker meal, as always. I did deviate slightly from the original meal plan. We were supposed to be having barbecued pork sandwiches, but St. Louis style ribs were on sale at Whole Foods, so I decided
L. has recently begun asking — no, begging — me to make borscht. No kidding. His favorite television show, since as long as I can remember, has been “The Backyardigans;” for those unfamiliar with it, it’s actually a pretty watchable
I’ve got to take this week off from blogging, friends. As much as I’d like to hang out here on RRG, talking about food and families, I’m way too overcommitted this week with rehearsals, performances, and just plain LIFE to be
Update: 3/10/12 When I wrote this post a year ago, I hadn’t gotten my act together to try out the home-cured corned beef recipe. I STILL haven’t tried it, technically; but I did purchase the brisket today and will be
Every once in a while, I manage — in all the meal planning I do — to either completely mess myself up for the week, or make my life ridiculously easy. There are weeks when it just seems as though