8 Things They Don’t Tell You When You Have a Baby

Even though I tend to be a hard-fact realist, there were a few lofty expectations I held before we had our baby girl. Little did I know, those expectations would be completely and utterly obliterated. Here’s what I wish someone would have told me about birthing a baby. 1. The epidural doesn’t always work Not…

Mushroom Toast with Herbed Ricotta

This one is for all my mushroom lovers. Great for breakfast, or lunch, or even at 10pm with your favorite movie and bottle glass of Malbec. No one’s judging here. Ingredients: 16 oz (2 packages) white mushrooms 1 stick butter 1 cup ricotta 4 oz softened cream cheese 1 tablespoon of fresh mixed herbs (I…

Creamy Malfaldine with Pancetta & Thyme

Did you know? Authentic Alfredo doesn’t use a drop of cream. It’s actually a beautiful emulsion of pasta water, butter, and high quality cheese that creates the creamy, dreamy sauce. I decided to add pancetta and thyme to make this into an easy, hearty, yet elegant weeknight meal even my picky husband would like! I…

Swansong

Swansong: a metaphorical phrase for a final gesture, effort, or performance given just before death or retirement Or, in mom-world, the look you give your husband when he comes home from work, after the baby has been difficult all day, and you are about to spontaneously combust. Baby blues. They’ve come often enough for me…

Brioche Pumpkin Cinnamon Rolls

Dough recipe here Brioche. Buttery, flaky goodness in a loaf. Combine that with cinnamon rolls and pumpkin…and oh, my. The dough recipe makes enough for two loaves, so I just separated half for these cinnamon rolls and half for a loaf. (french toast, anyone?) I’d recommend making the dough the night before and sticking it…

New York Style Bagels

For recipe, click here This recipe blew my socks off! It has been one of Alec’s favorites by far, so much so that he saran-wrapped the crap out of the remaining bagels and brought them down to our room for safe keeping. I never had a bagel fresh out of the oven before, and let me…

a baby story

It was the week after our wedding, and I was standing in front of our bathroom mirror, brushing my teeth. Dressed in a billowy shirt for the Renaissance Faire we were going to that day. It made me look pregnant. “I’m late,” I say to Alec, and myself. A week late, actually. I just figured…

a love story

“My name is Alec Curry,” he said. “Curry? That’s my favorite food.” And that’s how our friendship began. Gym buddies to best buddies, to more than buddies in no time. He was a gentle, kind soul, with wit and charm to match. I was smitten. Soon, I was meeting his family, and he struck up…