I spend a lot of time in the kitchen, especially on the weekends. Call me a short order cook. If asked, I’ll cook my family anything they ask for and often spend hours on end prepping, cooking and cleaning to only repeat it again and again until we tuck the wee ones in bed at night. Don’t get me wrong, I … Continue reading
I was tasked to bring dessert to a party Saturday night. 900 pans, a kitchen that exploded and a few hours later… What started as cheesecake bars with a Oreo crust that wasn’t firm and crisp enough to cut into bars, evolved into a tasty mistake with chocolate cake and ganache galore. A very, very, tasty mistake. … Continue reading
I wouldn’t say I’m crafty, but I’ll admit to being creative. I’m not a mommy blogger, but I’m a mom who blogs. I am however a sucker. A gullible sucker at that. Here’s where it all collides. Somewhere during my hour and forty minute carpool with both boys this morning, I got suckered. I don’t mind, … Continue reading
Simple. Easy. Unpretentious. Completely lacking formality. Using my fine china and paper napkins. Children with clean hands and dirty feet and full of all that makes me grateful. It is football in the yard, half the day spent in my Pj’s and parades and football on TV. It is family and it is friendship. It … Continue reading
I’ve never been a fan of pumpkins. On my porch yes, but in my food, no. Aside from a few stellar dishes I’ve enjoyed made with fresh pumpkin, my aversion is likely due to canned pumpkin puree. It never tastes great or real for that matter and frankly belongs where it came from, the can. Sorry. With a few edible pumpkins from the pumpkin patch, a husband … Continue reading
Ugh… the number 37 is making me feel rather old… only three more years until the big 40! Ah! Nevertheless, it’s been a fantastically simple and wonderful birthday and one filled with lots of laughter! Taking advantage of Paul being home for the holiday, I slept in. Or at least I slept in a little bit after … Continue reading
It’s been months since Cooper and I sat in the basement for hours filling Dixie cups with potting soil and planting seeds. We spent weeks as a family watching seeds flourish and others fail to grow or thrive in our make-shift greenhouse set up each year by my bedroom windows. Hours were spent, as they are each year in late winter, tilling the … Continue reading
A bowl of happy and ripe Georgia white peaches sat begging to be played with this morning. I was more than happy to oblige, so on went the music, my little chef assistant joined in on the action and a few hours later we had more than enough peach hand pies to go around and a mess that … Continue reading
We told them what to expect and what would happen. We told the boys, “You’ll never go hungry and there’ll always be food. Eat slow and you’ll survive and thrive.” It had been three years since we had made our New England trip to see Paul’s family and while we’ve hosted them on a regular … Continue reading
I’m not sure I’d really want an instruction book for life if one existed. The existence and possession of one would likely serve to only remind me of all the things that I’m failing at or doing wrong. Yet, there are times when having one to reference would, at the very least, be helpful. Not too much gets me flustered, but … Continue reading
A BIG thank you to the Wall Street Journal! Friday night dinner is looking GOOD! While it’s getting a little late in the season for braised meals, this one really stood out to us and even though the kiddos are running around in shorts and tees, the trees are in bloom and Spring has sprung … Continue reading
Since the Jets took out our beloved Patriots in the playoffs my super fans devastation has only recently worn off. New England Patriots Super Fan: Playoff Loss Devastation As fans, we have no real passion for tonight’s game, but we’ll make the best of it and choose a team to cheer for and put our heart and voices behind. Consensus, last … Continue reading
I opened my eyes this morning only to have two eyes and a button nose staring back at me. “Good Morning Mommy! Can I have my Eggs and Bacon?” he called running out of the room. I rolled out of bed, stepped into my slippers, grabbed my glasses and headed to the kitchen scrolling through the 23 emails … Continue reading
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