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
The other day, I got a slightly anxious message from my best friend, C.: “You need to call me because I am DROWNING IN PRODUCE.” A phone call later, I was able to easily diagnose C.’s problem. She’s suffering from
It’s not often you’ll see me talking about a specific product on this blog. After all, when you’re trying to eat pretty cleanly and in a way that’s accessible to everyone, you’re basically going to end up being more lured
I bet some of you will be surprised to learn that J. and I took the boys out for dinner – -to an ice-cream place. Okay, so it was Pinkberry…the very Crunchy Hippie Intellectual foodie version of ice cream. But
Due to a small photo snafu, I’ve had to wait to deliver this final part of my three-post series on our Icelandic adventure. (If you haven’t read parts 1 and 2, you may want to get up to speed. If
I’m going to say this really fast, and then we can all forget I said it, okay? Ireallylovemymom’spotatosaladanddeviledeggsandtheyaremadewithMiracleWhip. I can’t help it. I positively HATE mayonnaise, and I’m really no bigger fan of Miracle Whip than I am of mayo
Wow, look what happens when I leave the country! While J. and I were in Iceland, our first tomatoes began to form in our incredibly neglected, novice backyard garden; L. lost his first tooth and learned how to swim; and
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
It’s time for a reprieve. After six weeks of experimenting with a gluten and casein-free diet for L., we’re in the “rechallenge” phase. Gradually and carefully, J. and I are adding wheat products and dairy products back into his meals,