I like to think I’m pretty up-front with you guys. When something doesn’t work, I admit it—especially on WTEB’s Facebook page, where I’ll often talk about current experiments. ...
Assuming Harry ever finishes digging us out, there’s a chance we’ll actually be celebrating New Year’s Eve this year—even before the boy came along, neither Stephen nor ...
I am in so much trouble.
For my birthday, Stephen took me to dinner at Franny’s*. They don’t take reservations, so ...
These lightly sweet, crumbly little cookies were our holiday gift for Harry’s teachers—they’re spritz cookies, the kind you make with a cookie press (mine is ...
So, we’re kinda broke.
I know, I know, I just said the other day that I had a pretty good year as a writer—and I did, ...
Four-year-olds, it seems, aren’t much more interested in precision than two-year-olds.
I don’t think they minded.
So. The cookbook. Amazingly enough, I’m working on the last chapter of Parents Need to Eat Too (woot!). It’s called “Lunchtime Pumping & Last-Minute Dinners: Recipes ...
Cute, no?
I’ve had a pretty good year as a writer—the cookbook, of course, and steady work from several clients. Even a columnist gig, which I’ll ...
An essay I wrote about my adorable child and his extremely sophisticated palate (so sophisticated that he can tell just by looking whether or not he’ll like something, and ...
It’s been a while since I talked about Parents Need to Eat Too, probably because I’ve been so busy coming up with recipes, coordinating recipe testing with my ...