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When I was a toddler, my dad invested in some property on a lake about two hours from our daily lives in suburban Chicago. My dad was an accountant, but also loved fishing, hunting and the great outdoors. He wore suits and leather shoes during the week and swapped them for flannel shirts and Wranglers as […]
I usually go all out for Q’s birthday. I love to pick a theme, or the theme picks me. This year, Q picked the theme–space. So, I was tasked to plan a party that was outta this world. With the help of the perfect venue, we threw a space-themed birthday party for Q that had […]
This is my favorite season of the year. From Halloween through New Years, I go hard. I do all of the things. Eat of all the things. Go HAM with decorations. Keep Vince Guaraldi’s “A Charlie Brown Christmas Album” on repeat. It’s my high season. High on life. High on peppermint mochas. High on it […]
Still together. Still exploring. Still making sandwiches, albeit for smaller hands these days. Still loving. Still keeping it 300.
We had a fun start to feeding Q. Fruits and vegetables and foods that were high in fiber were easy to process for her young tummy. As Q’s palate became more refined, we got more excited about cooking for her. E had fantasies of plating perfectly packed runny egg with a side of caviar for his foodie child, […]
Since birth, Q has loved watching “Chef’s Table“. When she was a newborn, she sat in her Boppy peacefully gnawing at her Sophie the Giraffe while watching the beautiful culinary series for what seemed like hours (15 minutes can seem like hours for a new mom). The cinematography really plays up the vivid colors and […]
We’re off to a strong start to 2018 after a lazy end to 2017. While the rest of the world was out drinking and dancing or standing in freezing cold Times Square, E and I were passed out on the couch in the middle of “Girl’s Trip,” only to be awaken by a teething baby. We […]
A test. This photo is: a.) the reason why I was late to work today. b.) the reason why no one noticed I was late to work today c.) motivation for me to finish my Christmas shopping d.) the source of 1,456 extra calories I consumed throughout the day. Answer: all of the above […]
This weekend, I got walloped with the holiday spirit by our first snow of the season. Our little Brooklyn neighborhood got about 3 inches of the white stuff, a visual cue that it’s time to slow down, stay in, and get your fa la la la la on. I spent all day Saturday whipping up […]
Christmas 1984. Holidays of my youth were filled with tidings and good cheer. And Andes mints and cordial cherries (even though I hated them, I still loved the holiday spirit they represented). And Swiss Miss hot chocolate with the mini marshmallows, even though a packet never yielded enough marshmallows, and I would always add a handful […]
Last Thanksgiving, I didn’t cook one dish. I was in bed, resting and recovering after having Q, only meandering out of bed to eat the beautiful multicourse meal E cooked all by himself for our parents and I. Q lounged in her little Baby Bjorn rocker while we sat around the table, too little to […]
I know a few things about first birthday parties, having hosted one and gone to a bunch more. A few weeks ago, we hosted Q’s first birthday in our apartment. It was better than I could have ever planned. We kept the guest list small, made our own cake and kept the munchies minimal. We […]
Our little Q turned one last week. I can’t believe I’m the mother of a one-year-old. My first year as a mother has been the most enlightening year of my life. I never thought I could laugh and cry so hard and so long at the same time. I never thought my heart could grow […]
It’s been a good three months. It’s been warm. Sunny. Heck, we even had an eclipse. We’ve had plenty of adventures with our little Q. She and I took our first mommy and me plane trip to see my mom in the Midwest. She met her aunt and cousins in Chicago. We went to Turks […]
Yes, it includes overnight oats.
“Dearly beloved, we have gathered here to get through this thing called life.” 6/6/15
The first thing E wanted to get Q once she was born was not a Mamaroo rocker or designer clothes. It was a passport. The gift of travel is the best thing you can give a person of any age. For a baby, it’s even more special. Little ones are never too little to start learning […]
…on my first Mother’s Day. I’m excited! I’m excited to wake up early and squeeze my baby and husband and eat pancakes and drink mimosas for breakfast and dance around the house in my pajamas… and then climb back into bed and sleep the rest of the day. Because the only thing a new mom, […]
Q turns 5 months old today. Boy, has my life changed in that time. Herewith, everything I have learned from this little mini-human so far: To love your feet. Q stares at her feet for hours. She puts them in her mouth, she caresses them, she treasures them as if they hold the key to magical infant […]
When I cook, I now have an audience of two — even though my biggest fan isn’t eating solid foods just yet. During mealtime, E often puts Q on his lap and sits at the kitchen counter with her (at a safe distance away from any splattering pans or sharp knives). She watches intently as veggies […]
Six years ago… I was living in a basement floor studio on the Upper East Side. E lived in the East Village in a well-lit third floor studio. I was single and had several bad breakups in a row. So had E. I had hair that was 6 inches longer. So did E. I spent […]
Now that I have a baby, I miss my mom more than ever. Chicken cacciatore soup helps bring back great memories of mom and me. My mom and I are extremely close. She’s caring, loving, funny and protective. She taught me to be strong but cautious, to love your family and friends but always put […]
This weekend was a chilly one. But turkey chili, and snuggling with our playful baby girl, kept us warm. Temperature wise, it was nose-numbing cold outside. E and I only left the house (separately) to go to the gym and get groceries, but it was too cold to take little Q anywhere with us. Poor […]
Meal prepping doesn’t just have to include food in tupperware containers. It can also mean stuff in pretty muffin tins that you can grab with one hand and race out the door and have a meal at your fingertips so you don’t pass out from hunger and low blood sugar on the subway (true story). […]
