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Make-Ahead Breakfast: Pumpkin Spice Oatmeal

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Yep, I said pumpkin. Are you ready for this?

I’m getting a super-head-start on pumpkin this year because (1) I still have cans of pumpkin leftover from last year’s pumpkin mania, (2) yum!, and (3) it’s a great excuse to feed my kids squash before noon. Continue Reading →

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Burrata Cheese with Grilled Nectarines

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It can be tough work keeping a food blog. Like when you have to eat burrata three times in one week. (1) Create the recipe—eat the burrata. (2) Test the recipe—eat the burrata. (3) Photograph the recipe—eat the burrata.  Continue Reading →

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Kale Salad with Apple, Avocado, Parmesan & Honey Mustard Vinaigrette

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We did something really really brave this past weekend, and took our brood on a five-hour road trip to Montreal. Well, I should clarify: that’s five hours according to Google maps, which doesn’t (yet, anyway) adjust travel time for bathrooming, screaming, crying, nursing, “the iPad is not woooooooorking,” snacking, lunching, bathrooming again, hair pulling and crying (mine, this time), and nursing again. Hey Google, if you’re reading: five hours pfft, try eight POINT five hours. Continue Reading →

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“In the Door” Quinoa Fried Rice

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The Bean—now three years old—recently discovered the power of “why”. In a big way. As in:

Me: Let’s get dressed.
The Bean: Why are we getting dressed?
Me: Because we are going outside.
The Bean: Why are we going outside?
Me: Because it’s a beautiful day.
The Bean: Why is it a beautiful day?
Me: [Stumped.] Put your socks on and stop asking questions.

I have a feeling I’m supposed to welcome this to and fro as a signal of my child’s robust intellectual development. So why do I find it so dang annoying? And how the heck is it possible for a three year old to routinely stump an adult some 20 years (ahem) her senior?

When I next serve up this quinoa dish—one of the Bean’s favourites, incidentally—I imagine she might ask: Why do you call this quinoa dish “fried rice”? A good question, indeed. And perhaps a sign that we (I) have taken this quinoa thing too far. Why not just make rice fried rice?  Continue Reading →

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