“Mom,” Vera groans, “why do you keep frosting those cupcakes? Can’t we just eat them already?” I smile at her. “Don’t you want them to look pretty?” I ask, and in a flash I am transported to my own mother’s kitchen. Growing up the only child of a food stylist, I spent an inordinate amount Read more…
Category:Food
Adventures in Baby Food
Lately I've been giving a lot of thought to the kind of mom I am. I've quickly realized that, with each choice I make about how to parent, another set of choices blooms. Being a modern, urban mom, the kind of mom with a faded Obama bumper sticker and tattoos (also faded), who leans towards Read more…
My Mother’s Daughter
Last night we had friends over for dinner and as I was preparing the meal I thought a lot about my mother and how much I might and might not be like her. On the surface I think I’m very much like her. I’m tall and confident, friendly and engaging. I like to entertain and Read more…
Ways to Be
Last night Tarek and my friend Cat joined me and Greg for dinner and we had the nicest time out on the deck in the warm breeze under the moonlit sky. I made the best homemade pizza I’ve made yet with spicy chicken sausage, my special red sauce, ricotta cheese, mozzarella, parmesan, and kalamata olives Read more…
Looking Forward
It’s Monday morning, the first week of June. This weekend Greg and I are having a big engagement party and in addition to all of our fun Chicago friends, Greg’s parents are coming in from Ohio and one of my best friends (and bridesmaids!) Lien is coming from LA. She arrives on Thursday night and Read more…
February Afternoons
It’s Wednesday afternoon and I’ve just finished baking a double batch of red velvet cupcakes to take to my co-workers and hospice patients tomorrow. It’s been a nicely busy week with good days at work and social gatherings in the evening. Today it was sunny and not extremely cold. It feels like a whole different Read more…










