Do you like cooking with your kids? This isn’t a trick question. I can see why some people love it. I can also see why some people hate it. Kids have a tendency to make things either a lot more fun or a lot more disastrous/messy/high-pitched-scream-inducing. Sometimes both at the same time. I tend to be a little bit of a control freak in the kitchen, so the idea of adding a few tempestuous, grabby little humans into the square footage of my kitchen sounds pretty terrible at first.
You know all those “10 things I wish I knew before I had kids” Or 5 things I wish I’d been told before I became a mom” lists that are always floating around Facebook and such? They bug me. Because I would have found nothing helpful about knowing how many diapers I’d have to change or how little sleep I could function on. And the important stuff (like REALLY important stuff)- like how you feel like your heart has split in two and the other half is walking around outside of your body, or how you can literally ache when you’re away from your babes too long- you really can’t understand that until you experience it anyway. There’s no point in someone trying to explain that to you. Parenting is kind of a learn-on-the-job experience. [Read more...]
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I’ve always loved the idea of turning leftovers into something new: stock from vegetable scraps and the remains of a roasted chicken, casseroles with extra Thanksgiving turkey, breakfast hash from last night’s roasted potatoes. It’s not just because I’m thrifty, but also because sometimes the leftovers make something that tastes even better than the original. I think that this Fromage Fort falls squarely into that category. [Read more...]
Over two years ago, soon after I had my first little peanut, I wrote a post for chicken lettuce wraps that were quick and easy and could basically be eaten with one hand. That’s what was necessary in my house at the time. Now I find that a little funny. With the arrival of peanut #2, even lettuce wraps seem a little challenging. You have to chop things and eat them on a plate. Granola bars are more our pace lately. It’s a stir, bake, and shove in your mouth thing. None of that pesky fork or plate business. But it has enough healthy stuff in there that I can in all good conscience pass one out to everyone and call it breakfast. [Read more...]