Note from Mommypotamus: I think Loriel was peeking in my kitchen window when she decided to send over this recipe, because I forget to thaw meat more often than I’d like to admit. That usually means breakfast for dinner, or egg drop soup if I have homemade chicken stock on hand. Today Loriel is sharing one of her “backup recipes” for days when things don’t go as planned – you can check out more of her delicious ideas over at Naturally Loriel.
What do all pregnant women with children have in common?
Letting kids help in the kitchen. I’m also a big believer in sanity, and sometimes these values collide. “Let’s make breakfast together!” can – and has – quickly devolved into the following phrases. Continue Reading
The last (wo)man standing. The fierce individualist who leaves the jury hung. I know you’re out there, perplexing your mama as she tries to upgrade your menu to healthier options, chanting “donuts!” all the way to Whole Foods. Let’s make a deal: Continue Reading
Always say grownup. Not adult, GROWNUP. This is an essential distinction to make, or else you may find yourself standing in a very public place with a child asking loudly, “Mommy, can I watch the adult movie, too?” (It was What About Bob – the only grownup option available where we were staying on vacation. Don’t judge.) Continue Reading