I am motivated by the "summer bucket lists" I've been hearing about or seeing on Instagram. With Curran and the work we have to do around the house, I've thought the fun parts of this season would fall to the wayside but that is silly thinking.
I am finding that the romance of cookbooks isn't really in flipping through for inspiration, but when I surrender to a recipe's every word.
Curran turns one next week and it brings with it a New Year’s sort of feeling - reflecting back on all that’s happened and what has changed; how I have changed.
When I titled my last post on feeding babies as "part 1," I honestly thought the series would begin and end there.
There has been some well-deserved chatter about Tara's book. I'm adding my cheers and high-fives and big hugs because it is remarkable and sincere and just dang good.
I ordered a diet coke on the plane ride home and Hugh gave me a wide-eyed side glance when he heard me ask the stewardess.
What I do is not a typical job. I don't exactly have an official title, my paychecks are random and my schedule is both amazingly flexible and annoyingly inconsistent.
This is a big year for cookbooks. Many I am looking forward to cooking from here this spring and a good handful to anticipate for fall.
This post is dense. So many links but all for good reason. Before we scroll down for a hearty dose of self promotion, I need to say thank you.
I rarely get overly descriptive about the recipes here but because I appreciate a bit of detail when I read other sites, I'm getting chatty.
It took a long overdue (albeit very short) trip to the gym to flip through a few of the food magazines I'd been stockpiling.
I deleted the words I was struggling through to sum up the responsibility I feel to Curran after listening to my cousins talk about their mom at my aunt's memorial last weekend.
We lost Aunt Suzy this week. It has felt strange and sad and I am in no place to speak on grief here.
My sweet boy! I love this first photo because if you peek beneath the table, that is Curran mid leg flail.
When it was just the two of us, a "date night" didn't seem all that imperative. Yes, of course for the reasons of continuing courtship and chivalry, but as for conversation and quality time, I didn't feel we were lacking that.
A few months back I had a lunch date with a wise friend of mine and we got to chatting about this recent cookbook project.
Happy holidays! I've purchased about two of the twenty something gifts I need so I hope you are ahead of me.
I had the best of intentions to share this simple salad, one that goes with everything, before Thanksgiving but one thing led to another and maybe this will fall into your weeknight plans.
"You'll need coffee shops and sunsets and roadtrips. Airplanes and passports and new songs and old songs, but eople more than anything else.
I went over to her house to pick up some chairs on loan for our dining table. My Aunt Suzy wasn't using them, it will take me months to pick out chairs for our new table, and I like to get Curran out to say hi.