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School is down to the wire with only five days left. That means Isabella only has 31 hours left as a first grader. How is that even possible? The first day of pre-K seems like it was just yesterday. This week is about new beginnings for me too. At th (read full article)
Can we play true confession? I'll go first if it makes you feel more comfortable. My many years of Catholic school have trained me well for this moment. You might want to sit down too. The next sentence might come as a bit of a schocker. I hated meat (read full article)
The Thanksgiving I was pregnant with Virginia, the Mr. took Isabella to the Macy's Parade. It was too good an opportunity to miss, with a window view that brought the floats and balloons to life. Since we host Thanksgiving dinner, I stayed home to co (read full article)
There is a lot that vies for my attention on a daily basis. The girls obviously take up much of that, and for good reason—they are my heart and soul. Along with the Mr., I cannot imagine my life without them. Come 2:45pm, my professional life stand (read full article)
Doesn't that tomato sauce look good up there? It's so easy a kid could make it with proper supervision from mom or dad. It has all of five ingredients—the last one is salt and pepper, which is usually a giveaway ingredient when it comes to cooking (read full article)
After weeks of testing devil's food cake recipes, followed by a special trip to get some cookies baked by none other than Dorie herself, and the boxes of Nunu's chocolate scattered around the dining room table from Valentine's Day, I've reached my li (read full article)
I try to never go back on my word. It's one of the tenets of parenting. You must keep your promises (which is why it's also important to be careful what promises you make!). Well, I know I teased you with my last post on Parmesan Skillet Croutons. I (read full article)
It's a stormy day in Brooklyn today. This is fitting given the occasion. Today is 12 years since my dad died—he was only 49, and the day we buried him it was cold, rainy and the winds were full of gust. He never lived the life he wanted. He dreamed (read full article)
Forgive me for the pause in posting. It has been a harried week, and I'm nursing a wee cold in the midst of the usual juggle. I did manage to get some of my holiday baking done, though not as much as I'd hoped. Many friend, neighbors and school teach (read full article)
Forgive me for the pause in posting. It has been a harried week, and I'm nursing a wee cold in the midst of the usual juggle. I did manage to get some of my holiday baking done, though not as much as I'd hoped. Many friend, neighbors and school teach (read full article)
designed by Jen Schall Six years ago my life changed forever. My daughter was born, and while it was very unplanned and has been a balancing act of career, motherhood and my own identity, I've had amazing help along the way. A month before her first (read full article)
While the November issue of Gourmet magazine is the last—ever, it's the "soft" launch of Gourmet, Unbound (you know that project Maggie, Olga and myself are working on). We're excited to see what you all decide to bring to our virtual tab (read full article)
I remember driving home one December afternoon, listening to Ruth Reichl talking about the holiday cookie issue on the Leonard Lopate show. Years tend to meld into one another, so I honestly couldn't say if it was last or perhaps the year before. Wha (read full article)
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