May 28, 2017

May 28, 2017

We suffered a casualty in the breakfast wars this morning: one of my favorite orange dishes bit the dust. Personally, I thought it was a high price to pay for sausage and cheese balls; it was part of a set that was gifted to me. But I held back the tears, angry words,...
May 14, 2017

May 14, 2017

Dessert after breakfast? Who does that? We do! We’re weird parents: we believe our gratitude for food isn’t measured by our happiness with what’s being served. But Sunday mornings, this credo doesn’t strictly apply. We’re celebrating the Sabbath after all, and our...
May 7, 2017

May 7, 2017

Growing up, we ate a bowl of grits almost every morning before school. I’d push my bowl aside to lay down on the warm spot it left behind. We’ve raised our own little people on Quaker, and today, almost everybody is a grits-eating believer. Songbird is the only...
April 9, 2017

April 9, 2017

I’m not a pancake person, but I’ll take Hubby’s creations over Cracker Barrel’s or IHOP’s any day. He has perfected the combination of light and fluffy middles and crispy edges. I found the recipe years ago in a book I permanently “borrowed” from a library and the...
April 2, 2017

April 2, 2017

Today was an all-hands-on-deck type of day. Instead of Hubby leading Sunday School while I cooked, we all participated in breakfast prep. Think Tank, Songbird, Brown Sugar, Maven, Lone Ranger, and I played sous chef to Hubby, helping him make sausage casserole, monkey...
March 26, 2017

March 26, 2017

  “Waffles? Can you put chocolate chips in mine?” “Ooh, could you crumble up bacon and add it to mine?” “Mmm…they’d taste great with brown sugar and cinnamon sprinkled on top.” For some reason, the little people think Hubby and I are here to serve. Well, as parents we...

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