meals, humor and motherhood survival
Unknown to many people, my husband (hi, hubby!), is a professionally trained chef. The first time he made me dinner, he whipped up tacos with homemade mango salsa. Yeah, I know, pretty impressive. To top it off, that was his “Oh-I’ll-just-whip-this-up-in-two-minutes-dinner.” He’s a foodie. I’m a foodie. It’s a match made in heaven.
Continue reading “Fancy Cookware (and Easy Braciole)”
I don’t want to cook. Really now, the Eat24 app has been my BFF for the last few weeks. Between Thanksgiving, Hanukkah, Christmas and the long list of Holiday parties and events, I’ve been clocking some serious kitchen time. I LOVE cooking, but the weeknight dinners between those big feasts are starting to get to me, go figure. See, I am human. Don’t tell my kids. Continue reading “Cooking Burnout (and Ropa Vieja)”
Growing up in sight of Mexico was kind of amazing. No, it was awesome. We spent school breaks in the Mexican desert, the perfect adventure setting. Long weekends were lobster fest opportunities, while we shelled, windsurfed, fished, swam, explored and ATE. The major advantage of living next to another country: fusion food. And, OMG, this Mexican Meatloaf is about to turn you into a Meatloaf lover ASAP.
What is it with kids and their dislike for sleep? I just don’t get it. All moms know the feeling: dozing off, warm and snug, dreaming of something fantastic, like never folding laundry again, then, WHAM!, a little ankle biter runs into your room, screaming something ridiculous, like, “why is the door looking at me?!” Como what? Have you lost your mind? Of course, you think this to yourself, or did you? I can’t remember. Continue reading “The 5am Wake-Up (and Veggie Lasagna)”
Hi. I’m a Costco addict and everyone knows it. I started going to Costco way back when it was called Price Club and have been hooked ever since. I practically use it as a grocery store and my kids haven’t even hit the teens yet. Continue reading “Costco Addict (and Orange Chicken)”