I’m quietly freaking out. Except…now that I’m writing about it on a public blog, I guess it’s not so much “quiet” anymore, right? So now I’m PUBLICLY and NOISILY freaking out. It’s all good stuff that’s making me this way.
Tag: gluten
Oh, hooray, it’s March at last! I’ve spent much time bemoaning the winter weather, and while I know that March doesn’t exactly bring balmy temperatures to New England (and, in fact, we’ve still got a few weeks left where there’s
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,
Tonight, much to J.’s delight, was not only Halloween — it was, as he proclaimed, “The start of the entire best time of year!” He’s right, of course. Not only did we have a fabulous time trick-or-treating with our little
The longer I cook family dinners, the bigger my kids (and their appetites) get, and the higher food prices go, the more I’ve begun to realize what generations of women and cooks before me have known: Ground meat is the
I can’t believe we’re done. After six weeks of sharing lunchbox recipes with you, six at a time, I’ve reached the end of the series. I’m not going to lie — it’s been tons of fun, and I’ve enjoyed it,
The September meal plan can’t really be here. It was NINETY degrees today, for heaven’s sake. It cannot possibly be time to do this again, already. And yet, here I am, faced with a calendar that stubbornly insists that yes,
Forgive me…that old art song, “The Last Rose of Summer,” is drifting through my head. I’m taking a minute to get the meal plan posted for you all, and in that minute I’m breathing, and that makes me realize that
I constructed this meal plan while on the 5-hour flight to Iceland; I had assumed it would take me a little while, but in fact, it pulled itself together in a flash. My friend B.W. was peeking over my shoulder
The cat, I suppose, is me. J. and I are TAKING A VACATION. I’ll pause sufficiently for the collective gasp. This will be the first actual, bona fide, grown-ups-going-somewhere-awesome-for-a-period-of-time-just-for-the-hell-of-it vacation that we have taken since our honeymoon. We have neither