V has always LOVED strawberries. When she was little, she called them “froddies” — a cross between “fresas” and “strawberries” because her nanny spoke Spanish to her. She loved the freeze dried ones and I swear we almost went bankrupt providing them to her. When I made the apple donuts for A last week, V … Continue reading
I went gluten-free 11(ish?) years ago. I’m not allergic, I just feel better when I don’t eat it — less bloated, no cystic acne, etc. I have been eating it while pregnant, because…I’m pregnant? And anything goes right now. One of the things that C and I have always had in common is a desire … Continue reading
We’re at the very end of December, arguably my favorite time of year. The special padding of time between Christmas and New Year’s always feels like a bonus week that moves extra slow. I really savor it. I spent most of December working & baking. I really thought this holiday season would be different because … Continue reading
Today I had the moment every mother fears. And then blames herself for. We were finishing up at the market, getting ingredients for tonight’s final dinner (read: I had a goal to make dinner four Mondays in a row). We were putting back V’s little play shopping cart that Whole Foods lovingly provides and she … Continue reading
My intention of the day was to spoil V with lots of attention, because I’m going to be gone a lot this week. We decided to go play at a nearby farm/pumpkin patch, and spontaneously met up with a dear friend I haven’t gotten to spend time with in so long, and her son. We … Continue reading
Today was the second Monday in my “make dinner four Mondays in a row” goal! I’ve been thinking about what I would make today for over a week. I wanted to make something that felt like a treat, but with much better ingredients. My daughter loves French fries, but we never give them to her … Continue reading
The last time I attempted to roast a chicken, C and I were newlyweds and we realized it was raw after we had carved it, and had to put it back in the oven. I never got over it and haven’t even dared to touch a whole chicken since. But I’ve been really goal-oriented lately, … Continue reading
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