I’m back. Some of you no doubt noticed my absence over the past few days — J. and I were taking a little “mini-break,” to paraphrase Bridget Jones. In other words, we decided that after over four years without a
I was going to write about something totally different today, but when I went to moderate the Comments board this morning there was an excellent question from reader Nina that got my wheels turning in a whole different direction. Nina
The other day I asked, in the post “What’s an Uber-Mom to Do?”, what the correct response to the school Halloween party (sorry, “Fall Celebration”) might be given the fact that the menu was not designed well for my particular
About-face today, folks. I’m sitting here feeling like there’s only one thing I want to write about at the moment, and it’s a kids/food/parenting/food cultures/food systems type of thing…an experience I had once that is sitting heavy with me this
Oh, the world is full of slippery slopes, when you start really thinking about food and kids and trying to stand by your principles and all of that. Bettina of The Lunch Tray yesterday referred to me as an “Uber-Mom,”
It’s that week in the blogosphere (side note: I HATE the word blogosphere). You know what I’m talking about. Some of the food bloggers are writing about boycotts of certain candy companies; some are planning to boycott trick-or-treating altogether. Some
Today is sort of a fun day for no particularly good reason. I mean, I’m still at work; we still had the usual craziness of juggling all the morning stuff and getting everybody out the door on time; I’ve been
Ack! Last-minute School Bake Sale! Resolution to lay off the muffins fails! Mommy goes into a tailspin! OK, not really so much with the tailspin part — but there WAS a last-minute school bake sale today, which of course I
It occurs to me that I haven’t much talked about breakfast at our house. I assume that regular readers have made a few cognitive leaps by now and connected at least the following dots regarding the morning meal in RRG
I must confess: I screwed up with the lunch thing this week. Truly, monumentally screwed it up. It’s not that I screwed up in the sense that my kids haven’t had decent lunches. They’ve been okay. But I screwed up