It's Father's Day at my kids' school, which means my husband took the day from work and is scrambling between three classrooms trying to spend an equal amount of time with three very demanding children. Good luck, buddy! May the odds be ever in your favor. I, on the other hand, took a long shower, read the news from a source other than Facebook (sad, but this is what my life has come to), and...
It was a couple weeks back when my husband sat me down after work and said we needed to talk. The expression on his face, his tone, his demeanor... they all told me that whatever he wanted to discuss, we wouldn't be celebrating with a bottle of bubbly. I thought maybe he needed to cancel a date night. Or wanted to discuss how my grocery budget has gotten out of control. Worse. He entered a...
They can't all be winners. It was a cold, dreary morning (as they often are) when I decided to bake. After reading through recipes from King Arthur's Flour I was convinced I could tackle this. The recipe for pull-apart bread seemed easy enough, no reason why I couldn't make a few minor adjustments. Why not throw in some cinnamon, a little extra sugar, and grated carrots? While you're at it, Ari, go ahead and fill...
Guys, we made it to Friday! Personally, I think we deserve warm, fresh-from-the-oven cookies, but those'll have to wait. No time. There's never enough time. My life recently feels as if I'm competing in a triathlon. For anyone who knows me, this is laughable as I don't run, bike, or swim very well at all. But no amount of reading or day dreaming could have prepared me for the ups and downs of building a...
The scene: it's 4:30 pm, dangerously close to dinner time, and I'm nervously glancing back and forth between our pantry and the clock on the stove. How did I end up here again? My back-up plan is grilled cheese, a usual occurrence when I'm feeling pressed for time and need something on the table. Not once has anyone complained about being served 'another' grilled cheese. We're friends now, so I can be honest. The kitchen...
Sometimes I wish I lived in a city. Nothing quite as large as New York. No, much to my husband's dismay, those days are long gone. But perhaps a place a bit smaller, somewhere quaint. We could live down the street from a bakery. A place that would be equally perfect for writing, people watching, and Wi-Fi stealing. We'd befriend the owner, who wouldn't look twice at our kids showing up on Sunday mornings in their...
These miso-marinated salmon bowls are made with flaky salmon fillets, chewy udon noodles, fresh veggies, and chiles to add just a hint of spice. This weekend was restorative. Instead of back-to-back birthday parties (a normal occurrence with three children in school), we left the house only to buy groceries and wine. It was lazy in the sense of not checking much off our to-do lists, but comforting to stay home, invite friends over, and talk...
Breakfast in our house can be chaotic. During the week I'm typically scrambling to get the kids out of bed; if they wake up easily, I'll have enough time to ask for their input. God forbid I give my daughter the wrong type of toast. It's funny, she'll request the same thing every single day, but the one morning I get a head start and have that very dish waiting for her is the exact...
My husband and I were recently at an event supporting our local farmers market, scouting out dessert options, when we stumbled upon an ice cream cart. A vegan ice cream cart. So listen, if you follow me on Instagram or have known me longer than 10 minutes, you know that I prefer savory foods to sweet, pretty much always. But after hours of snacking on wine, cheese, and suckling pig (yep!), we were both craving...
I've been trying to find words to express my devastation after the shooting in Las Vegas Sunday evening. It almost feels wrong to put myself out there and claim sadness as my own when I have no immediate connection to those suffering or trudging through the aftermath. But this sadness belongs to our entire country, for we offer heartfelt 'prayers' in the wake of such tragedies, yet no plan of action to moderate the direction...
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