Yesterday, as I wrote grimly about the lapse in judgment that led J. and me to a processed food coma, and the better head that prevailed when I redeemed myself by creating the soft pretzels that are tucked safely into
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Three things arrived this weekend at the RRG household: Football season, official Fall weather, and molars. P. is a terrible teether — a late teether, a fussy teether, and a teether who has probably been voted by his daycare classmates
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:
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
I have a lot of cookbooks. In the built-in bookshelves in our living room, there’s a shelf crammed with Nigella Lawson, Tyler Florence, Giada DeLaurentiis, Ina Garten, and more. I love them; I love reading them, looking at the pictures,
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
It’s the last day of August (already? How’d that happen?), so it’s time, I guess, to unveil the plan for September. But before I do, I’ve got to make note of one or two things and make good on a
Red, Round, or Green is officially one month old! It’s funny how fast the month has gone, and yet, how I feel that I’ve been writing this blog forever. Maybe it’s just because what happens on this blog is so
One of the things that I love about having a meal plan is that when life gets all wonky and hectic, like it has this week, the plan is still there, patiently waiting for me to follow its magical little