Weekends go by so quickly when you work full-time; it seems as if every Saturday and Sunday, combined, are the length of a morning in the working world. There are so many things to do — errands to accomplish, chores
Before P.’s birthday, I showed you all my experiment in natural icing dyes and talked a bit about my feelings on the subject of making cool-looking cakes for the kids in the age of food dye awareness. I’m still not
The picture at the left is tonight’s dinner — the promised Corned Beef Hash, made with the leftovers from our slow cooker meal of Tuesday evening. It turned out great, with all the elements I really appreciate in a hash
I’m not such a big fan of being sneaky with kids’ food. I mean, okay, in general I’ve got no intellectual or moral issue with putting broccoli into the mac and cheese or sweet potatoes into the pancakes, or whatever
I know I’ve said it before, but…kids eat what they’re used to eating. When we use terms like “kid-friendly” to describe foods and eating habits, what we’re really saying is usually “fried,” “bland,” “breaded,” or “sweetened.” There’s a rampant misconception
Every once in a while, I manage — in all the meal planning I do — to either completely mess myself up for the week, or make my life ridiculously easy. There are weeks when it just seems as though
Oh, right, it’s Lent! (Disclaimer: I know not everyone adheres to Christianity; I know not everyone observes Lent; and while this post will be somewhat about Lent as a season, I hope those who don’t observe it will stick with