We all have it. That disorganized drawer stuffed full of user manuals and instruction booklets.
You buy a new toaster oven, glance through the user manual, then tug open that heavy drawer and squeeeeze it into the bulging pile and hope the drawer closes… just one more time. Yup. I know exactly where that drawer is in my parents’ house, where it was in our previous home, and where it was in this house. Because I avoided that drawer. Is this pot dishwasher-safe? Hmm… probably says so in the manual, but…. eh. I don’t want to look for it. Or maybe you just broke your very expensive blender and are desperate to know how long the warranty is. Already flustered and very nervous (hubby will NOT be pleased to know you broke the machine after 7 years and 1 month, especially if the warranty was for 7 years (which it was… go figure)), you sift through piles and piles of manuals only to realize it’s. not. there. BUT WAIT maybe you missed it, let’s try again! Your frustration increases as your pile somehow looks twice as big as it started. Where is that thing?!
Wouldn’t it be nice if you had your manuals, instruction booklets, random back-of-the-packaging-with-important-instructions, DVDs and other relevant items all lumped in one place, ready to turn to whenever you need?
Early this morning, I came across a recipe for pancakes that had just three ingredients: banana, oats, and eggs. Whaaaaaaaaatttt you can do that?! Make pancakes with just bananas, oats, and eggs?! Noooo wayyy!!
I have always loved quiches, and I don’t know what took me so long to make one. I guess I frequently see my pie and tart pans as vehicles for dessert, so quiches didn’t really come to mind until more recently, when we had a lovely brunch with the girls. One of the ladies brought a quiche, and I was enamored. After that, it still took me a while to re-remember that I wanted to make a quiche, but a frozen bag of kale from Trader Joe’s did the trick. Isn’t kale supposed to be a superfood? I had never cooked with it, but I had a kale salad once at Whole Foods that I wasn’t too crazy about. Well, nothing can taste too bad if it’s buried under a pile of cheese, cream, bacon, and eggs, right? Then again, there’s probably no food healthy enough to make up for all that junk too… but hey, this is no health blog. It’s goodeats. Consume at your own risk!
How to Use Medela Pump In Style Advanced Breast Pumps
If you are planning to breastfeed your baby, you will probably get a breast pump at some point. Not only is it nice for Mom to have some more flexibility and freedom, but it gives Dad and your baby a great opportunity to bond. This is a tutorial for mothers with a Medela Pump In Style Advanced double electric breast pump (tote, backpack, or metro bag).
So you finally opened up the breast pump, washed and sterilized all the parts, and have produced a magical bottle of “liquid gold” that is now sitting in your fridge. GOOD JOB! That first bottle is such an accomplishment, isn’t it? Even though I had been nursing for weeks, I still remember growing wide-eyed with wonder as I watched actual milk come out of me the first time I pumped. Sure, I felt like a cow, but I also felt amazed that I was actually producing life-giving, drinkable, white milk. Weird.
Look at that skin. Just look at it.
It is as crackly-salty-tasty as it looks. And the vegetables…oh, the vegetables. As juicy and tender as the chicken comes out, sometimes I find myself looking forward to the veggies even more than the meat! There is nothing better on a winter night than this juicy, whole-roasted chicken with salty, crackly skin on a bed of root vegetables sopping with chicken juice.
This is my students’ raffle prize bin.
You think I’m kidding.
Okay, I am. But only a little.
It started on a lazy Friday afternoon, the time for desk clean-outs, and the room was buzzing with activity
Gateau Au Chocolat Fondant de Nathalie Recipe
It was 4:55 and I was expecting my family over at 5:30 for my mom’s birthday dinner. Thirty-five minutes. I bit my lip and skimmed the recipe again. It looked totally doable, but my own “mommy-brain” had also been causing me to make a number of mishaps in the kitchen lately, and I couldn’t afford that with just 35 minutes on the clock. I deliberated for about ten more seconds, then remembered how much we always enjoyed chocolate cakes for Mom’s birthday in years past. Today needed that little bit of birthday special, and I would bring it. So I set to action, taking every shortcut I could think to take (on an already-simple recipe) and hoped for the best.
As Halloween was approaching this past year, one of my male coworkers joked about wearing a onesie to work. I’m pretty sure he meant something like this:
…but I immediately pictured him in this:
Sorry, buddy.
Male coworker #2, a new dad, started howling with laughter and explained what a onesie technically is. Kudos to him for knowing the difference! I, on the other hand, tried to focus my mind on rainbows and butterflies. Suffice it to say, some of us need to brush up on our layette lingo.
The Best Lemon Bars Ever. At least, that’s what a lot of people tell me when they eat this lemon bar. If there’s any one recipe I get asked for the most, it’s this one. It’s hard to resist the crumbly, buttery crust layer against the tartness of the lemon.
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