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How Supermoms Get Their Kids To Eat Their Vegetables

How Supermoms Get Their Kids To Eat Their Vegetables

Dealing with a picky eater? Getting kids to eat their vegetables just got a lot easier. I was really lucky with my daughter.  She’s now almost three and eats almost anything.  And everything.  🙂  But for most of you, I’d guess that your children are...
Grain-Free Pumpkin Bread Recipe

Grain-Free Pumpkin Bread Recipe

Our household is mostly gluten and dairy-free, and in addition we limit the amounts of other grains that we consume. I say “mostly” because while the kids and I follow this strictly, my husband enjoys an occasional sandwich or bowl of ice cream. And while we have seen...
Eating Our Way Through Tuscany: Last Night In Florence

Eating Our Way Through Tuscany: Last Night In Florence

ICYMI: Eating Our Way Through Tuscany: Cooking Lesson.   We woke up early the next day to head back to Florence for our last night in Italy. As we left the B&B, Mario presented us with a book on classic Tuscan cooking, so we could continue to practice back home....
Eating Our Way Through Tuscany: Cooking Lesson

Eating Our Way Through Tuscany: Cooking Lesson

ICYMI: Eating Our Way Through Tuscany: Medieval Times.   We took our time getting up the next day and had a light breakfast before heading to our cooking lesson. Mario, the owner of our B&B, had recommended a cooking lesson with a former chef friend of his, named...
Eating Our Way Through Tuscany: Medieval Times

Eating Our Way Through Tuscany: Medieval Times

ICYMI: Eating Our Way Through Tuscany: Sipping Our Way To Siena.   We got up early, had a breakfast of pastries, fruit, and coffee on the patio at our B&B and then got in the car to go to Volterra. Volterra was beginning their week-long renaissance celebration,...
Eating Our Way Through Tuscany: Sipping Our Way To Siena

Eating Our Way Through Tuscany: Sipping Our Way To Siena

ICYMI: Eating Our Way Through Tuscany: Food Crawl Through Florence.   The next morning, we woke up and climbed the Cathedral of Santa Maria del Fiore. The stairwells were tiny, with barely room for those going up and those coming down to pass each other by. At times...