Hot, hot, hot. The summer has taken over. Not the lazy, unschooling, natural parenting kind of summer you might expect of me, but instead the driving to theater camp, the too-many backyard parties, the over and over up till 11 until the girls break down in tears mid afternoon and say, “I’m just so tired….
dinner: a love story
When Rosie was born, she had a hole in her heart. We didn’t know this until months later, when her doctor heard a mellow “whoosh, whoosh” as she listened to her tiny chest. At first, it all seemed like a crisis–there were trips to the big hospital in the next county, and every answer to…
biscuits and gravy
So I’ve got to tell you about a book. I know I say that quite often, and you know I always mean it! But this time, I really, really mean it. I’ll tell you right off the bat that this is Joey’s favorite food book ever. This book, this book! It makes Joey cry with…
carnitas
Due to the events of the weekend, I ended up with a very large pork shoulder in my refrigerator. A VERY LARGE PORK SHOULDER. It had been rubbed with every chile in my spice drawer, and it took up nearly half a shelf of the fridge. There had been a dinner party in the works…
white bean soup with garlic, kale, and sausage
There was a bakery in Santa Fe that I used to go to when I was in school, a place called Sage Bakehouse. It was all concrete inside, big and cavernous and always warm from the ovens. They had a few little tables and a counter up front, and I loved to sit there and…