While making a grocery list yesterday, I took a minute to peruse the recipe index on the blog for a few meal ideas for the upcoming week. During said search, two facts become abundantly clear: No. 1, we eat a lot of cookies. And No. 2, if our lives took place in Land Before Time,…
The easiest snack you’ll ever make: Salted honey butter popcorn
Sometimes I daydream about the grand parties I’ll throw someday when I’m a real grownup. You know, the kind of grownup with a real house, a giant kitchen and a dining room that fits more than two adults, a small baby and a 5-pound pup. I’ll wear a fancy cocktail dress and pearls — because…
Let’s go camping: S’mores cupcakes and a campfire baby shower
Having a little girl is the best, most fun adventure I’ve ever been on, and I sure wouldn’t trade our little Beany for anything in the world. I happily shop for hair bows, dresses and bunches of pink, and I dare say there’s nothing cuter than our girl in a tiny pair of jeggings. But…
For when the moon is blue: Chewy chocolate brownies
I feel about chocolate the same way I feel about hamburgers. Most of the time, most days of the year, I’m perfectly happy to live my life without them. But once in a blue moon — we’re talking every few months or so maybe — when a craving hits, the need absolutely envelops me. I…
Cooking off the Cuff: A Makeshift Pasta Fresca
This probably sounds silly coming from a food blogger, but the more I write about food, the more I realize that recipes are not the be all and end all of cooking. In fact, some of my most successful kitchen moments as of late were born from my pantry rather than a cookbook. Slowly but…
The cookie was calling me
I am a person who speaks to kitchen appliances. I talk to my dog like she’s my second human child, and the voices I bestow upon inanimate objects are louder than I should probably admit. But last week, a cookie called to me. And when a cookie calls, you answer. Through a rumbling tummy and…
Food for a fairy tale: Wheatberry salad
Don’t you just love when an ingredient sounds like it was invented in a fairy tale? Beneath the leaves of an unassuming bramble bush, in a wooded field not far from your backyard, the wild wheatberries lie. They’re the tiniest of berries, no larger than a flea, and none too impressive in appearance, but please…
Recipes for naptime: Lemon vanilla bean muffins
Nearly any parent will tell you this: Naptime is the golden hour. Actually, if you’re lucky, it’s the golden couple of hours. Before becoming a mom myself, I thought the parents who pointed this out were a little too snarky for their own good. That’s probably because before becoming a parent, I felt much more…
Breakfast from the Mennonites, memories from the farm
Someday, I think I might take up yoga. The idea of standing in a stretchy pose and being all poised and nimble and calm is definitely appealing. I think about it on occasion, but then I remember the 9-month-old pulling everything off the coffee table, the puppy ringing the bell to go outside and the…
Melting hot, colonial style
With the end of August rapidly approaching, we’ve been trying to squeak out every ounce of close-to-home vacation-esque fun that we can before the school year starts and the real busyness sets in. So a few weekends ago, our little family ventured northward for a little R&R amidst the colonial peeps of Williamsburg, Va. We…
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