From age three to five, my son didn’t eat red meat. He wouldn’t touch the stuff. Because my kids like to torture me with their complete opposite-edness, my daughter LOVES the stuff. Burgers are her favorite food (she takes after her momma that way). Advertisements
It happens every year like clockwork. My husband and I stuff ourselves over the holidays and after New Year’s we always end up feeling bloated, like our arteries are clogging by the minute and disgusted by our gluttony. We always agree we have to do something and so we come up with these elaborate plans […]
We just got back from a family vacation on the West coast. The vacation itself was fabulous; the kids were great and it was nice to spend time together as a family. But damn, by the third day, I was already so fucking tired of eating bar food. More fries? More flatbread pizzas? More grilled […]
What do you do with leftover herbs and stuff? Pesto it.
Every weekend, I have a ritual. I sit down with a scrap of paper and a pen, and plan a week’s worth of dinners. My husband HATES this part of the weekend, mostly because: 1. He thinks it’s completely insane to plan Thursday’s dinner on a Saturday or Sunday. (If he had his way, he’d […]
Sometimes, no matter how hard you try or how hard you work, you end up cooking a crappy meal.
There’s nothing to fucking eat in this house! I’m fucking starving! Who lives like this… ON PURPOSE?!