When I go to a greasy spoon to eat I expect a few things. bottomless hot coffee iced tea so sweet I have to make a dentist appointment hot potato-ey steak fries, unsalted grilled cheese, tuna melt, and egg salad on the menu triple decker club sandwich These things are essential. Roadside diners might just …
Yesterday was one of those days. Chad woke up crabby. Andrew forgot his lunch. I stubbed my toe on the vaccum cleaner and dropped a soapy dish on the kitchen floor. It broke. So I decided to get lost in the refuge of my blog. I settled on the sofa, opened my laptop up, and no …
Today is one of those rarest of days that I really don’t have much to say. That never happens, so I’m just gonna tell you to “enjoy!” I’m sure I’ll be rambling on again in an hour or two. Perhaps I should up my caffeine intake… ? For now I’ll let these photos of tender pasta rolled up …
Yesterday, while revealing my new blog about how Trailer Trashtastic my mobile home can be, I also made a promise of yummy pasta all cheesy bacon and eggy. It’s a promise I intend to keep, without even procrastinating! Well maybe I did sleep in a little, but whatever… it’s Saturday.
It is spring break in our neck of the North Carolina woods which for me means days and days of hungry little boys underfoot. So far I have to say that they’ve been pretty good. Yesterday I persuaded them to scoop up two gimantico trash bags full of sweet gumballs (dang I hate those things) and old mulchy …
No matter the holiday, season, or reason, I am always drawn to cookies. There is something infinitely perfect about the versatility of a cookie. I can make them chewy or with a little crunch. I can make them healthy and full of oats, sweetened with honey, or calorie rich with butter and chunks of rich …
Things here have been a little hectic for the past 3 or 4 days… but not in a bad way at all. The little boys were home with me Friday for a teacher workday, and they didn’t eat me out of house and home. I took them to the library where Andrew hacked the computer …
We all know that weekday rush to put some semblance of nutrition on the dinner table in a reasonable amount of time. Monday through Friday means work, school, traffic, activities, homework, stress. Stress. More Stress. Raise your hand if you wanna stress about what to eat! Anyone? Hullo? Right. Me neither. Pinterest has yielded, yet …
Yesterday was dreary and rainy. To make matters worse, I had a sick(ish) kid at home. It was a day that made me want a hot cup of tea on my sofa with a blanket and a book. But since there was no time for curling up on the couch, I moved on to the …
I come from a family of hard working service professionals. My dad worked as a maitre d’ when he was in his twenties. My mom waited tables at night when we were little so that she could work and still be home with us during the day. She kept that up for more than 20 …