I’m a bundle of nerves. Tomorrow morning, L. and I are going to his brand-new school for a half-day orientation. It’s the start of kindergarten. It’s a BIG DEAL. I know what he’s wearing – his school will require a
Ed. Note: Lately, as I’ve been doing my own series on how to preserve summer produce, I’ve received a lot of questions about canning. I’m not a canning expert and have never tried my hand at it, but my sister,
TOMATOES. Let’s be honest, kids. We’re all just in this summer produce thing for the tomatoes, right? There’s an unmistakable difference between ANY fresh, in-season produce, and its evil doppelganger, the out-of-season grocery-store version. However, I know I can’t be
Welcome to Week Two of our Menu Mondays Lunchbox series! By now, if your kids are not actually back at school yet, the day must be drawing very, very near. I know L.’s practically too excited to sleep these days,
I want to keep things simple tonight. I know lots of you are already headed into the back to school madness – ack! – and are probably looking for the whats, wheres, whys, and hows of lunch and snacktime. I’ve
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
You know what’s great? Having wonderful houseguests. You know what stinks? Having wonderful houseguests leave. We recently had the pleasure of opening our guest room (read: totally unswanky ½ of a finished attic, in which we plunked two beds) to
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