Confession: I am not that into pasta. I can’t really put my finger on why, but it really just doesn’t get me excited about dinner. But my reality is that I feed kids every single night and they do get to weigh in on the weekly menu plan. Also, I am really fond of my sanity and what can possibly be easier than pasta?
Everyone in our home headed back to work or school today. The weather here has been grim, so we’re getting off to the right start with the most traditional of English breakfasts: porridge. Except that I am American, and I call it oatmeal. Sorry, porridge just sounds so dreary. Either way, it’s so good for you with its whole grains and protein. But all of that warming nourishment is wasted if it is gluey, gloppy and boring.
Here are some of my tricks for keeping it easy and manageable. Read More →
When we moved to London on six weeks notice, we dropped the Fives (then Threes) into a local nursery school that was convenient, warm, kind and fun. This little nursery also had the most amazing lunch program, hot lunches cooked on-site every day. Real food — things like turkey with gravy and mashed potatoes and broccoli served family-style at a low table. They even gave the kids real knives and forks, trusting there would be no casualties. The most amazing bit, all of this lovely nutritious real food was being cooked by someone else.
But they don’t go to school there anymore.