Claire Bidwell Smith

Although my mom was a serious cook,
always making everything from scratch and refusing to allow me such
coveted treats as Kraft singles and fruit roll-ups, she couldn't cook
ALL the time. Case in point: on our refrigerator hung a big sign that
read LET'S EAT OUT! and once a week or so my mother would throw up her
hands in exasperation, point to the sign and declare that my father
take us out to dinner.

My point is that while I'm committed to making most of my baby food, I
just can't do it all the time. Even the most determined of us moms need
a break now and then, right?

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