Food photos speak to me. When I peruse a recipe, I can usually imagine what it will taste like and whether or not I’ll like it. However, when I look at a photo in food magazines or see a dish … Continue reading
Food photos speak to me. When I peruse a recipe, I can usually imagine what it will taste like and whether or not I’ll like it. However, when I look at a photo in food magazines or see a dish … Continue reading
Lately, I haven’t had much time to invest in blogging. But that doesn’t mean I haven’t been eating, obviously. Here are a few of my food memories from summer. And because pictures say more than my words can, here goes. … Continue reading
It’s been a crazy time of year in our household. Hubby and I both got new jobs, there were soccer tournaments and dance recitals, and my eighth grader is “graduating” to the high school, which comes with a slew of … Continue reading
Ever since my oldest daughter saw “Super Size Me” in her seventh grade health class, we have only viewed the golden arches from afar. Which is fine with me. I’ve always felt there was something self-destructive about eating at places … Continue reading
We’ve had quite a week. The boys only have five days (and a few years) separating their birthdays, so I never quite catch my breath between the two. Not to mention we had a grown ups’ weekend in Florida with … Continue reading
I remember when I turned 14. It was July before my freshman year, and I had one thing on my mind: high school. And they weren’t happy thoughts. Terror might be an appropriate word to describe most of my emotions. … Continue reading
What a few months we’ve had in New England. Here are just a few of our household highlights: Fractured elbow Emergency appendectomy Hurricane with power outage (1 day, thankfully) 15 inches of snow with power outage (5 days) Fractured ankle … Continue reading
This month, my oldest little foodie was hard at work with three of her friends on her art enrichment project. The four girls spent many hours creating a larger-than-life Tweety Bird “scarecrow.” After enduring afternoons filled with wire puncture wounds, … Continue reading