Category: soups & starters

  • Countdown to Jamfest ’11! [aka memories of ’87]

    Countdown to Jamfest ’11! [aka memories of ’87]
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    Say it’s 1987 and you have tickets for Reggaefest at the outdoor concert space formerly known as Great Woods.  Oh, Great Woods!  You sounded so earthy, so forested and grassy.  Say you have nice parents who have a honker of an old Jeep.  Say you’re a freshman in high school and have lots of friends… Read more

  • Double Beet Salad with Goat Cheese & a dildo

    Double Beet Salad with Goat Cheese & a dildo
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    If the day starts with the following questions all happening at the same time as everyone converges in your kitchen and it is before 7am: Contractor: You know your roof has four leaks in it, right? 9-year-old: Mom? 6-year-old: What do I do if my vagina is itchy? 9 –year-old: Mom? Mom? 4-year-old: How come… Read more

  • Morocco – Part 1

    Morocco – Part 1
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    I know blog posts are meant to be short and easily digested.  However, along with the now-defunct idea of curling up with the Sunday paper, I propose a larger meal…in light of the violence in North Africa this week, here is a happier tale.  I adore Morocco – the food, the people, the history.  Did… Read more

  • In Which the Mother Drinks Beer

    In Which the Mother Drinks Beer
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    Confession #1: I am a lightweight.  This means that a beer or a glass of wine is about all I can tolerate (see: horribly embarrassing episode only older brother knows about – thanks for both providing the alcohol AND cleaning up!). I do, however, like a glass now and then, particularly if it’s good Pinot… Read more

  • Royal Wedding Dinner…Beer-battered fish, Coleslaw, greens

    Royal Wedding Dinner…Beer-battered fish, Coleslaw, greens
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    Oh, Darlings, it’s just so sad not to be in the UK for their 4-day weekend in celebration of the THE wedding.  Some former Brit friends have invited me over for a morning party.  We’ll be coming from various drop-offs and meetings, so I’m thinking we’ll wear lycra AND hats. Perfect. Tonight I rang up… Read more

  • Corn, Feta, and Black Bean Salad

    Corn, Feta, and Black Bean Salad
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    I could eat this all day…my daughter scoops it up by the spoonful.  My husband, a newly converted bean-eater, delights in the sweet corn, the feta’s tang.  My youngest avoids the feta, my preteen eats as much as he can get his too-big-for-his-body hands on.  My 9-year-old becomes Woody Allen. 1st response:  This is so… Read more

  • Gift Baskets

    Gift Baskets
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    Custom Gift basket from EMMA’S PANTRY featuring eco-friendly basket, rhubarb syrup for vanilla ice cream, Too Many Cooks: Kitchen Adventures with 1 Mom, 4 Kids, and 102 Recipes by Emily Franklin, Spicy Pickles, Raspberry Jam in French gift jar, Big Family Sized Granola in Custom-Blended Anti-Oxident & Very Vanilla, Triple Berry Jam, Blueberry Pancake Syrup,… Read more

  • Things that Go Crunch in the Night…snacks

    Things that Go Crunch in the Night…snacks
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    I like snacks as much as the next person – as long as the next person isn’t my nine-year-old, Daniel, because he’d win hands down in any snacking competition.  “What can I have?” he mutters as he studies the pantry contents.  I am an unfair mom which, in this instance, is loosely defined as a… Read more

  • Passover, Freedom, Matzo Ball Soup, Goodbye

    Passover, Freedom, Matzo Ball Soup, Goodbye
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    When I was pregnant with my first child, my grandfather used to meet me for breakfast or lunch at a slightly grungy diner up the street. Even if we met for breakfast, I’d order soup.  “You’re a cheap date,” he’d say.  “That’s what I hear,” I’d reply and scoop up broth, carrots, and celery.  I… Read more

  • Cooking with Leftovers

    Cooking with Leftovers

    Waste Not, Want Lots –Or, How I Emptied the Fridge for My Spring Vacation Bizarre child that I was, I loved clipping coupons. I’d grab the shiny inserts from the Sunday papers, cut them with my mother’s special scissors, and arrange them in neat stacks on the counter where my parents would promptly ignore them… Read more