Maybe this post should be called, “How to Get Your Kid to Eat More Vegetables and Have Your Store-Bought Spaghetti Sauce in a Jar Tastes Like Homemade.” That is more like what this is, but I can’t put that many characters into the title.
I am going to figure out how to do a good real homemade spaghetti sauce in the slow cooker. But I haven’t done it yet. And this is not that post.
If you have been reading this blog or my old blog, you probably realize that I have two boys (if you don’t count my husband). They are 6 and 2. They are amazing, wonderful, stupendous and awe-inducing. I love watching them do just about anything. It’s just the most beautiful thing to watch these two human beings change and develop before my very eyes. [click to continue…]
This is not a recipe post, but it is related to food, as I am sure you surmised by the title. And it may not be going up at the best time of year for most of you around the country. But you can always refer back to it later for when you want to make an Herb Garden to Keep Squirrels Out. Or pin it now. Make it later. (I see that on so many pins. And people do it.)
You see, I have always wanted a garden. I love having fresh fruits and vegetables available right outside my door.
And freshly picked produce? There just isn’t anything better.
Next month will mark 5 years that I have been blogging.
I remember when I first started writing my blog, Glügle Gluten-Free, I kept telling myself I was just writing information that I was going to add to my “website.” It was NOT a blog. Blogging was one of those things that those weird people did. You know, those weird people who have no life. [click to continue…]
Growing up I was jealous of other kids who got to have both sets of grandparents. I had my dad’s parents, and they were wonderful.
But, you see, my grandmother (mom’s mom) died before I was born. When my mom was only 18. She had brain cancer. And when she died, my grandfather kind of disappeared on my mom. I only saw him a couple of times for real short intervals while I was growing up. So… there you go.
I never got to be in a world without cancer. I don’t mean that it didn’t exist in the whole “real” world. I mean “my” world as a child. It was always there. [click to continue…]