Boomerang Generation

I flew the coop over 20 years ago. At the time my parents lived on the Upper West Side of Manhattan. My new apartment was a walk-up in a tenement across the park on the Upper East. It was far from fancy but it was all mine. I was finally independent, but if I ever needed anything they were just a crosstown bus away. Close but not too close. Fast forward to marriage and three children, and the coop is now coming back to me. Mom and Dad are moving to the burbs!...more

Blueberries Optional

Coming back from our vacation in the woods the last thing I wanted to eat was peanut butter. On the trail, it was lunch for five days straight. Nothing survives a long hike in the sun like PB&J. Unfortunately it was also one of the few items we had sitting in our fridge when we returned. Just the sight of another jar of jelly made me slightly queasy....more

Home On The Range

Another season of The Next Food Network Star wrapped up this week and Lenny McNab scored the win. I was rooting for Chef Lenny, aka The Gourmet Cowboy, from the beginning. He was one of the few contestants with a unique POV. For those non-fans out there, POV stands for "point of view". It's a phrase thrown around ad nauseam on the show. The contestants come up with one at the start of the season and work on perfecting it each episode. If their POV makes no sense they usually get the boot....more

A Sure Thing

Do your kids like chicken nuggets? Is the Earth round? Is the sky blue?I’m always experimenting with ways to make a tastier chicken nugget. There’s some stiff competition out there fighting for my kid’s attention. Some days I have to become my own PR spokesperson, market researcher, and advertising executive to get them to eat an unfamiliar food. But when I cook chicken nuggets it’s usually a successful campaign. It’s one of the few foods beside hot dogs, shrimp and bacon that requires no cajoling, no convincing, and no pleading....more

Ooooh Mommy?

Umami /uːˈmɑːmi/, a savory taste...more

Bait, Hooks & Tackle

Fishing season is off to a great start. We have two outings under our belt and only one hook through the foot, not a bad ratio. Things have changed a lot since last year. Cutting worms in half, no problem. Hooking bait thru the eyeball, not an issue. Our poles have doubled in size, we’ve got some fancy new lures, and the boys are able to sit still for five full minutes. That’s five minutes more than last summer!...more

Carrots Are Cool, Beets Not So Much...

Those little “baby” carrots you see at the supermarket weren’t always so cool. Not until a farmer named Mike Yurosek realized that he could bring his farm’s carrot waste to an end by peeling and cutting misshaped or broken carrots down to bite size pieces. I’m sure that most kids think the same as mine, carrots grow in this tiny size and are rounded on the edges. With a little help from Jim Dunn, former Coca-cola executive, and a 25 million dollar ad campaign, “baby” carrots are now one of the most popular snack foods for kids....more

Menus for Kids

Ordering from a kids' menu used to be easy when my kids couldn’t read. But then 1st grade happened and my son learned to, so there’s no pulling the wool over his eyes anymore. Now he can plainly see the unhealthy options he has to choose from and he loves them all!...more

Modern Day Tupperware Parties

Tupperware parties have changed a lot since the 50’s when they first started popping up in living rooms across America. I vaguely remember my mother hosting a party or two back in the day but up until recently had never attended one.Last month I attend a Pampered Chef party. For those of you not familiar with the company, they sell all sorts of handy dandy kitchen gadgets in a Tupperware party format. Same idea, just different products....more

Tales Of A Reluctant Hockey Mom

Tag was the only sport I played growing up so it’s kind of ironic that I ended up having three boys. And all of them are showing an acute interest in sports just like their father. So by default I’ve become a hockey mom, a kickball coach, and occasional ball girl. On most weekends you’ll find me standing in an outfield trying not to get clocked in the head by a fly ball....more