Sick Day Recipes: Part Two

Sooo, have I mentioned that I’m sick? As I’m typing this, I have to pause every twelve seconds for a violent coughing fit in which I nearly hack up a lung. There has also been a muffled ringing in my ear since I woke up an hour before my alarm this morning, which has made conversations very strange today. So. Much. Fun. It appears things are not quite turning around for me yet.

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Sick Day Recipes: Part One

Being sick is absolutely never fun, but it is even worse to be sick during the summer. The weather is lovely, sunny, and warm. There are still so many things left to do before the cold creeps in, so taking advantage of every second of daylight is crucial. I would much rather soak up the sun, go for a swim, or take an adventure to somewhere new than curl up in bed surrounded by blankets and tissues.

Alas, I came down with a cold about a week and a half ago. Read More

Stuffed Veggie Boats

To celebrate Mother’s Day a few weeks ago, I originally planned to treat my mom and both of my grandmothers to a delicious brunch/late lunch/early dinner. Nonna had just arrived two days prior to spend the summer and early fall with us, and I was supposed to pick up Gram from the airport after another one of her Italian adventures. Since we would all be together, I wanted to celebrate these wonderful women, and my beautiful mother, with something other than material gifts.

Time is a far more precious gift than any box you can wrap up and stick a bow on. I learned fairly early on that it was important to treasure the people in your life for as long as they are there–because you never know just how soon they will be gone. Read More

If I Could Only Eat 3 Sandwiches…

Sandwiches are some of the best food ever. They make the perfect meal. They can be eaten at any time of day. They are portable, if necessary. And there are so many combinations!

They have been around, sandwiches that is, basically forever. Which is really awesome because I would hate to think of a world that exists without sandwiches. Wouldn’t that be miserable? It wasn’t until my pal John Montagu, an aristocrat from the eighteenth century, that the fabulous food got its name though. Read More

You Can Tell the Sun Not to Shine, But I Am Never Going to Stop Making Smoothies

I love fruit. I have always loved fruit. My first favorite ice cream flavor was even strawberry, though I would only eat it if it had the little pieces of real fruit.

I went out for ice cream with my family once when I was only four or five. We went to a small ice cream shop in Southern California, where we lived at the time. I was used to the Very Berry Strawberry flavor at Baskin-Robbins. That was the flavor I wanted. But the strawberry ice cream they had didn’t have any pieces of strawberries. Read More