Everyone has some sort of holiday tradition of baking holiday cookies. For us, it’s spending one entire day baking dozens and dozens to mail out to family and friends. Although we’ve shared countless precious memories with flour on our faces and tasting our new delicious concoctions, the memory of going to the grocery store during the holiday season, especially here in NYC, for all of the ingredients is like a… Keep Reading
Once upon a time a little girl grew up on a farm in the heart of dairy country PA. She loved to wake up early with her grandparents and head down to the barn to milk the cows. After a simple, mid-afternoon lunch of chipped chopped ham sandwiches on the wraparound porch, she would visit her Amish neighbors to drop off some fresh milk and help feed the hens and… Keep Reading
I still remember how much I looked forward to the used bookstore days with gram. Once a month we would pack up our books and take them into town to Amy’s Books to exchange them for credits for new books to read. Gram was an avid romance novel reader while I loved mysteries like Nancy Drew. I loved to walk down the aisles touching all the weathered covered and dog-eared pages…. Keep Reading
I look back at my twenties and wonder, how did I have so much time? To lay around and do nothing but watch bad movies, eat the worst foods imaginable and still have more time to get to work as a bartender or get my nails done. I’ve give anything for it not to be 6:45am on a Saturday IN PITTSBURGH and be up writing this. The life of a… Keep Reading
Kids grow so fast, and while we try to drag out the holidays as long as we can, it will be January before we know it and we will be covered in feet of snow missing our festive décor and trees. Being a single mom, I only get Max every OTHER year now, and that makes them even more special – and gives us reason to want to “preserve” them…. Keep Reading
Ok, so it’s Sunday before the game and you really just want to hit “place order” for delivery right now, right? Stop. Save your credits for a rainy day, because every yinzer knows that football is only best enjoyed with homemade fried deliciousness. Yes, I said fried. Save your bikini for another day my friends (you’ve been working out all week anyways, right? Smirk.) Pittsburgh is a cold Steel Town and only… Keep Reading
I had a conversation last week about why I don’t like pizza. People usually gasp when I admit this because – how American can you be not to like pizza, right? But just as I have learned culturally, my friends grew up with certain foods and items, one thing we didn’t eat on the farm was – pizza. We were mostly self-sustained out there (shocking right) with a bi-monthly trip… Keep Reading
The other day I was attending an event for Breast Cancer month with The Moms (one of the founders, Denise Albert is fighting the battle as we speak), and I ran into Shari Brooks. She started telling me about this amazing little campaign she started that’s gotten rather big, and I felt compelled to jump on the bandwagon. In honor of tragically losing her mother to breast cancer, she started the… Keep Reading
Ok so let’s be honest right off the bat. I don’t like breakfast or anything to do with it. I like breakfast food – like eggs and pancakes – but more around 6pm than 6am. I probably haven’t ate breakfast voluntarily in over 10 years at least – unless it was aspirin for a raging hangover. But when you now have a child in preschool that requires breakfast five days… Keep Reading
Boys will be boys. They love getting dirty, jumping off couches, laying around in their underwear and of course, eating – A LOT. So if they are going to be tossing back containers of ice cream, I’d prefer it to be something slightly better for them. As you know, we’re big fans of eliminating artificial ingredients and GMOs here, and they can sneak up on you in places you don’t… Keep Reading
