I’ll confess right up front that the only cooking I did all weekend were my bowls of oatmeal for breakfast on Saturday and Sunday. I can’t give you any kitchen tips or tricks about that since my oatmeal cooking method is pretty boring – 1/2 cup oats, 1 cup of water in a bowl, into… Read More
I think it was that very wise band of actors, Monty Python, who always recommended that we look on the bright side of life. Let’s see if it’s possible to find the bright side of last weekend’s blizzard. Joe and I had planned to sneak out for dinner Friday night before we became trapped inside. But… Read More
Before we jump into the Picadillo, let’s take a moment to appreciate that sautéed spinach on the plate. Except, it’s not sautéed spinach but the beet tops from yesterday’s share. And do you know what it tastes like? It tastes just like very good spinach. If I didn’t know better, that would have been my… Read More
Bubbles were standard issue party supplies when my girls were little. Everyone got excited when the bubbles and the wands came out. Who can blow the most bubbles? Who can blow the biggest bubble? Who can make a bubble wrap around their body (yes, you need special equipment to do that). Bubbles are fun, festive… Read More
There’s no other explanation for this winter than we’ve moved into the “Twilight Zone”. Well, unless we’ve become real life players in “Groundhog Day” where every morning we wake up to bands playing and a fresh coating of snow outside the window. No, Joe is definitely not the one playing in the band as he… Read More
Hey, you out there. Yep, you, reading this blog right now. I know, there are probably other things you “should” be doing, just like me. But we’re tired. The year is nearly over, and it’s almost time to put up our feet with a nice cocktail and say farewell 2013. Hello New Year. Hello new… Read More
The road to temptation is paved with cherry martinis.
Ah, the things you learn about your friends the more you know them. There are some pretty hard drinking moms lurking at every soccer field, if given half a chance to show their true colors. Tequila gimlet, kind of like a margarita without all of that nasty sugar.
You didn’t hear from me yesterday because it was my birthday – time to sulk or time to celebrate? Well, the universe sent me a clear reminder about the correct choice, via the blog post of one of my long-time favorite bloggers, Heather Armstrong, aka Dooce. She shares the same birth date as I do… Read More