Potage au Shrimp
During the week we manage our farm, a slaughter house/processing plant/smokehouse, and a food distribution company. We love being busy and intellectually challenged. There are days when everything together feels unmanageable, but mostly it is the most amazing life I never knew I always wanted.
Plus we have two kids, our daughter is almost 4 and in preschool half-days 3 days a week. Our son is almost 2 and he’s with me 24/7. Our weekdays go like this — Continue reading
Valentine’s Day Re-dux
(aka Infant Sick = Valentine’s Day Postponed)
This post is definitely very delayed but we have been going through a rough patch in our house lately. The past two weeks my son (3 months old) has had a cold, which translates to no one in our house is sleeping except for the 4-year-old. By the middle of the first week we were past bleary-eyed five cups of coffee tired and approaching epic levels of sleep deprivation which culminated over Valentine’s Day weekend for me with flu like symptoms of achey legs, trembling hands and a very sensitive stomach. But no actual sickness ensued, it was just my body’s way of saying – seriously,
you need to sleep – or things are going to get ugly around here. Continue reading
Cinnamon buns ready for the oven
My day job is in the architecture/interior design field and it’s been a busy first quarter. I think the long work days combined with “life” in general caught up with my body and my body won. I was down for the count part of the weekend with a terrible migraine, so it was nice to take it easy in the kitchen on Sunday and practice the art of slow living. I admit – it’s a lot easier to just buy the pre-made log at the grocery store and call it a day (which is probably why it’s been such a long time since I’ve made cinnamon rolls from scratch). But where s the reward in that? Continue reading
I noticed on social media this year there was a lot of hating going on about Valentine’s Day. I get it, it’s a holiday designed to make you feel bad if:
You’re in a bad relationship
You’re in a good relationship but Valentine’s Day has become this competitive thing with you and your girlfriends
You’re in a relationship, it’s good, but you hate having to muster up this false sense of romance for the sake of a holiday when you barely have time to fold your laundry. Continue reading
I’ve never really been big on Valentine’s Day celebrating. Maybe I’m a bit cynical of the “holiday” because of the years I spent working in the restaurant industry. For folks working in the service industry this is probably hands down one of the most dreaded nights of the year where everybody comes out of the woodwork . Really – why do we need just one day set aside for acts of love and kindness? Why should one day be reserved for this, why not every day? Continue reading
While I love living in the country, there are certain things (mostly foods) I miss and crave from time to time. One of said things are dim sum Sundays and Chinatown in general. Growing up in Chicago I spent a lot of time in Chinatown. My family is from the neighboring community of Bridgeport, but most of my parents’ closest friends lived in Chinatown. I have fond memories of running around our family friend’s Chinese gift shop and hiding in huge ceramic pots and hanging out in the smoke-filled cafes while my dad caught up his police buddies and drank coffee. Continue reading
Last week I used this blog as a motivator to try and branch out and experiment with a weeknight meal. Usually during the week we stick to a simple formula: Monday is pasta, Tuesday is turkey tacos, Wednesday we have fish, Thursday we usually have some kind of pork or chicken or a second pasta dish, and Friday is pizza. Continue reading
They Said It Would Change Your Life….
Ever had one of those arguments that changes your relationships when it’s over? I don’t mean the “break-up” fight, no this argument is something different. This one changes how you view yourself and all your relationships. An argument that changes you.
I have experienced one of those with my best friend and it’s been wonderful-terrible. For my entire life food or drink has been a safe haven when I’m feeling blue- aka emotional eater. The argument made me aware of all these crutches. Among other things, it made me re-look at the example I’m setting for my kids.
From pain comes rebirth… Continue reading