One of the things I think many people tend to struggle with, as they try to eat well, cook real food, and maintain a balance between their food values and their social lives, is how to deal with hosting a
Really, no kidding, can it just be spring? I know I shouldn’t wish time away, or anything, but man…do I feel like we’re in a rut! I’m sure I’m not the only one for whom the endless parade of cold,
I cannot ignore the fact that this is a very, very important time of year for football fans. It’s nearly Super Bowl Sunday. This is not only the high holy day of football (incidentally, the only sport I really care
There are a lot of ways to get a family dinner on the table each night, homemade lunches into lunchboxes each day, and keep everyone basically well-fed and reasonably happy – even if you’re working full-time outside the home, or
I mentioned recently on the Red, Round, or Green Facebook page that I was making tamale pot pie for dinner; I also happened to post the same information for a dinner group I belong to. The results were the same
Yes, I dangled a big old preposition at the end of that awkward post title, but “Breakfasts for which it is worth getting out of bed” seemed even more stilted, so I’m leaving it alone. At this point in the
I’m breaking the rules of Monday Menus tonight. Originally, the Monday Menus were something I started to share lunchbox recipes during the run-up to the school year. When that passed, readers on the RRG Facebook page convinced me to keep
It just doesn’t ever REALLY feel like winter until January, does it? I mean, yes, sure, there may be snow before then; there may be bitter cold and ice; there may be biting wind. But there are holidays and festivities
I feel like I should be writing something holidayish tonight — after all, the internet and pretty much every other food blogger out there are all aglitter with Hanukkah, Christmas, Kwanzaa, Solstice, Festivus…you name it, there’s a recipe for it.
We’ve done it – our weeklong Pantry Challenge (aka the No-Shop Week) is over, and I have to say…it’s been relatively anti-climactic. Or, as J. put it last night as he watched me assembling dinner: “So far, you’ve come through