Welcome to day one in my kitchen! I even did all the dishes and wiped off the counter for you! Don’t get to used to it though, because it most likely won’t last the day. I’ve just gotten used to the fact that it’s always a mess and no longer make excuses for it. It’s [...]
Welcome to the first half of Day 3 in Candace’s kitchen. We are all very excited to see and share her week. Candace is always researching her food decisions and trying out new things. We hope you enjoy spending this week with Candace
What a day so far!
Chloe started Vacation Bible School this week. She has been looking [...]
Like Mother, Like Daughter. We are a family who live in Central Massachusetts. My husband is a Boston Irish Catholic from a big family. His upbringing was smack dab in the middle of respectable Catholic America, not untinged by 60s unrest.
I am about as different from him as you can get: I’m an only child, my parents are divorced, my father was an immigrant from Egypt, I was raised on the cutting edge of the feminist/relativist/sexual self-fulfillment/diversity revolution. My upbringing was smack dab in the middle of 70s hippie snotty know-it-all America, not untinged by anomie.
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