The children are rebelling. They say, “no more soup, mom!” and I say, “tough cookies.” Soup is what we’ve got, and after all that’s what I went to all the trouble for, freezing buckets and buckets of soup so that right now, when the book was almost done and all I was making was pudding…
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teaching peace
Yesterday, Joey woke up with a very clear mission.In Denver every year there is a march on Martin Luther King Day. Every year of his childhood, and every year that he has been in Denver, Joey has been at that march.Yesterday he wanted to honor the day with the girls. He searched for some way…
and I've been meaning to tell you
Okay, here are my boots. Today, I was driving up to school to pick up the ladies for dance class. I was on a particularly Ethan Frome-ish slice of road (right before I actually pass Edith Wharton’s house) and the snow banks must have been 8 feet high on either side of the road. It…
and I’ve been meaning to tell you
Okay, here are my boots. Today, I was driving up to school to pick up the ladies for dance class. I was on a particularly Ethan Frome-ish slice of road (right before I actually pass Edith Wharton’s house) and the snow banks must have been 8 feet high on either side of the road. It…
saffron and cardamom panna cotta
Joey bought me a new pair of boots over the holiday. They are red, and they have a bit of heel to them, and we are coming to call them the ass-kicking boots. Not ass-kicking necessarily because they are lovely, which they are, but because ass-kicking is literally what I’m needing to do these days….