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In the last week, we visited a school Lu could attend next year. It’s set on 8 acres, has 2 goats, a flock of chickens bopping around the grass, a vegetable garden the kids grow…
In the last week, we visited a school Lu could attend next year. It’s set on 8 acres, has 2 goats, a flock of chickens bopping around the grass, a vegetable garden the kids grow…
We’re big hummus fans around here. With ribs of celery, sliced carrots, and the occasional corn chip, we scoop up the hummus in our house. I just read, in a book called Smart Chefs Stay…
My tastes have changed dramatically over the years. I grew up on chicken and dumplings, salads with store-bought croutons on iceberg lettuce, Clark bars, and Doritos. Like so many of us raised in the 70s and…
My husband knows me better than anyone alive. He knows when to look deep into my eyes and hold me when I’m feeling down. He knows to follow that soulful look with a well-placed fart…
I kind of have an avocado problem. (When I read this sentence to Danny, he snorted, slapped my arm, and said, “Good one.”) Okay, I have an avocado problem. My name is Shauna and I want…
Brussels sprouts are much maligned, for only one reason. Most of us have eaten brussels sprouts overcooked to the point of being grey, thrown into hot water and boiled to death. It’s easy to forget…
This butternut squash soup shimmers with a bit of pear cider, a taste of sage, and the depth of roasted vegetables. It works any day of the fall you feel like eating it, but it…
I adore sweet potatoes. But those sweet potatoes we ate when I was a kid? (And perhaps you did too?) The canned sweet potatoes baked with brown sugar and marshmallows, an ooey-gooey mess that hardly…
Okay, it’s time for some Thanksgiving recipes. We might think first of turkey, mashed potatoes, and gravy. (We’re going to show you how to make each of those well in the next couple of weeks.)…
This weekend I spent exactly 25 hours in New Orleans. It was a pell-mell trip, one of many I have made this summer. I rose in the darkness, kissed my sleeping husband, then my sleeping daughter…
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