Although I have to tell you that Thanksgiving is one meal I really don’t mind making (the holiday spirit propels you through the rough parts), this year I’ll be giving thanks that my sister-in-law
On football (i.e. TV dinner) nights, my husband is so engrossed in the sport, his hair could be on fire and he would not notice. I take the opportunity to sneak some foods into the evening menu that he (being
Vegetable soup always reminds me of my mother-in-law, Bette. She used to make “Saturday Soup,” so named because she made it on Saturdays, using Campbell’s vegetable soup as a base and adding
At my daughters' co-op pre-school, paraents provided daily snacks on a rotating basis. There was an undeclared competition among parents: Who could come up with a the most luscious snack that was also somewhat
I had a glimmer of hope last night that we might have gone out for dinner (for a big fat change), but my husband was suddenly gripped by a virus. (Why does this always happen the minute I make a reservation?)
Last Sunday, my daughter and I went shoe shopping, leaving her boyfriend, Lee, curled up on the sofa with a football game on TV and a hot pizza. When we returned several hours later with Elizabeth's new caramel
My daughter Nora is on a semester abroad in Florence, sending home pictures (via Twitter) of her wine tasting in Tuscany, eating local pastries, partaking of her Italian host mom’s home made jam and sampling
My daughter Nora left for Florence on Monday for a semester abroad. Her last two years in Providence made her distant enough from L.A., but Italy qualifies as S.F.A.. (That stands for So Far Away, not Saks Fifth