This week, I’m discussing my habits with you here – Tuesday it was my pizza issue. Today, it’s mangoes. The DamFam fights over mangoes the same way we do about greasy cartons of Chinese food leftovers. I guess there are worse things to fight about. So when mangoes go on sale, like they are this week, I stock up. I bring them [...]
It’s that time of year again. My skin is casting an orangy hue – and not ‘cause I’ve been in to the cheap self-tanning cream. Nope…if you see me ‘round town and wonder why I’ve got the pallor of a bambino who’s been dished up one too many jars of strained squash and carrot puree, you’ll know why.
Oh, the joys of brown-bagging it. Even though the food selections have gotten much better now that my daughter’s in middle school, she is still not much of a hot lunch fan. When pressed (like when our fridge is void of deli meat and the pantry holds no bread), she’ll grudgingly settle for the cafeteria’s salad bar.
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