Place one square of matzah on a paper plate (it IS Pesach, you know! = NO dishes – YEA!) Dump some KforP (Kosher for Passover) tomato sauce from a jar on top, sprinkle w/ mozzarella cheese, and nuke for exactly 1 minute. Cut with pizza cutter, watch your 2 year old ask for “mosh peesa [...]
We all know the story about the super models and celebrities that get airbrushed within an inch of their life before appearing on the cover of glamor and fashion magazines. These magazines are selling a product, and airbrushed images of women have, sadly, become the norm. We know that real women don’t look like the [...]
by Rose on October 19, 2010
I am the queen of takeout. As a single mom with a baby, and previously just as a single person, I’ve never liked cooking just for me. Nonetheless, I am a very good cook. Just because the most complicated thing I’ve cooked for a very long time is an omelet, doesn’t mean I don’t have [...]
I don’t know about you, but I’ve seen a lot of pictures on flickr of adorable children in the pumpkin patch. And usually, there’s some apple picking to go along with the pumpkins. And you get ALL excited, and then bring home WAY TOO MANY apples! An easy, yummy, and healthy way to use up [...]
by Briar on September 13, 2010
Our go-to super fast dinner: Tofu & Asparagus with Garlic & Parsley This meal was developed on accident last summer when we rented a house with some friends. I knew there would be at least one occasion when the dinner choices would involve meat or cheese and Wes would need something else. He often subsists [...]
by Briar on September 4, 2010
I wasn’t a vegetarian for the first decade of our relationship. It didn’t cause much of a problem, really. Wes sometimes poked weak jabs at my carnivore ways but he is mostly a live-and-let-die-of-clogged-arteries type. He himself became a vegetarian at age 7 when, after gamboling with baby sheep in the English countryside, he was [...]
by Briar on August 25, 2010
As a child, I grew up in two houses: one where the dad cooked and one where the mom did not. The same basic formula applied to the grandparents: Dad’s dad cooked, Mom’s mom did not (though she baked). As per my role models, I did not grow up longing to cook anything and would, [...]