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My Picky Eater Is Teaching Himself to Cook

Epicurious

My son wrote his first recipe two years ago, when he was eight years old. Scrawled in pencil with haphazard spelling, Harry’s “Musterd Dogs” calls for precise amounts of Gulden's and water, plus hot dogs chopped into one-centimeter pieces. Equally detailed instructions follow—he spells out four separate steps, with cooking timed to the half-minute. The chef ends his recipe with a copyright claim: “P.S If you use this recape [sic] you owe Harry $100,000.”

6 Gross (but Common!) Conditions Parents Don't Talk About

Parents magazine

Though most parents know that catching something like molluscum, ringworm, or scabies has nothing to do with the cleanliness of their house or their kids, they still feel embarrassed. And unfortunately, that self-consciousness can be a powerful silencer that gives germs time to infect others.

Pennsylvania Mill Works to Develop Flour with a Taste of History

Washington Post

It has taken Dave Poorbaugh almost 10 years to get back to the 1740s. Maybe that’s because instead of a DeLorean, his time machine is the historic Annville Flouring Mill in Lebanon County, Pa., which he says is the oldest continually operating flour mill in the country. President of the company that owns the mill, Poorbaugh is a genial history buff who relishes telling tales of his own Colonial lineage. And with this summer’s harvest of 35 acres of heritage wheat, it looks as if he’ll finally taste the bread of his fore¬fathers.

I’m a Food Writer and a Mom and I’m Here to Tell You: Food Writers Lie

Washington Post

Food writers are lying to you. In our quest to inspire people to cook, we offer images of glorious plates of food, dramatically lit, propped with carefully-chosen cloth napkins and color-coordinated dishes, with the most adorable little trail of crumbs to suggest that someone’s actually eating this slice of perfection. My dinner plate never looks like that anywhere but the computer screen, on a really good day. In real life it’s chipped, with maybe some sauce spilling over an edge onto the crumpled paper napkin.

You Cooked What? I’ll Trade You Granola!

New York Times

The kombucha guy was doing it wrong, and so was I. By the time Rich Awn, the owner of the one-man tea-and-coffee brewery Mombucha, arrived at the food swap in a TriBeCa apartment building, the table brimmed with inventive homemade goods, including vodka infused with the needles from an organic Christmas tree. Next to each offering was a green placard where swappers could “bid” — I had already scribbled my name and my offer (chocolate-chip cookies, Samoa bars and granola) on cards for Meyer lemon curd and a few other enticing treats.

The Food Writer and Her Picky Eater

New York Times

Some children are omnivorous, equally enthusiastic for broccoli and brownies. Mine, on the other hand, is non-nivorous. For almost five years now, since he turned 2, Harry’s will-eat list has allowed fruit, snacky things, plain pasta with olive oil, yogurt and mozzarella (shredded only, thank you very much), and sometimes chicken. Oh, and hot dogs. His favorite “vegetables”: olives and capers.

Earn Six Figures Doing What You Love

Redbook

Everybody thinks I'm a housewife," says Amber Dusick. "Even friends and family act like, 'Oh, that's so cute that you keep yourself busy with your crafts…'" The suburban Los Angeles mom doesn't bother to correct them. "When you meet someone, you don't just announce how many Facebook fans you have, or that some years you make more than your husband," she says.

"I Lost 100 Pounds—But My Struggle with Food Was Just Starting"

Redbook

From my bedroom off the kitchen, a cramped space that had once been the pantry, I couldn't help but hear my parents fighting, again. Like a cat burglar, I crept out for a hunk of leftover potato kugel and devoured it in the dim light of the open refrigerator. I licked my fingers, snagged a few cookies, and tiptoed back to my room. By the time I turned 10, I'd honed my sneak-eating skills:

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