A mother of two growing boys expects a big grocery bill. She expects to plow through gallon after gallon of milk, loaves of bread and at this house, bushels of apples. And that’s just on Saturday! [click to continue…]
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On most days, I cook alone or with little boys running in and out of the kitchen in search of snacks. No one is paying attention to what I’m doing and even I am moving through chopping, dicing and steaming without much thought. But every so often, I have the pleasure of cooking with a friend. It’s not only nice to share the prep work and have a conversation, I see how other people perform the same kitchen tasks while exposing my own little tricks and quirks. [click to continue…]
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“You are the tooth fairy! I saw you come into my room and take my tooth,” chirped my second grader.
Thankfully, I was driving. The kids couldn’t see my face. They missed the raise of the brow and the grit of the teeth. Of course, this moment was coming. I knew it would. But the timing was all wrong. [click to continue…]
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