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Fifteen years ago I made my first Thanksgiving Dinner as a Happy Housewife. When I was first married I was not a cook. My husband and I lived on a diet of tuna helper, [...]
Welcome to the morning edition of Day 2 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.
This morning I made some really yummy honey-baked French toast. Oh, I love [...]
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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