Category Archives: making peace with food I am a sucker for dumplings, not as in chicken and, but Asian dumplings, the kind my daughter used to ask for in three syllables dump-a-lings. Whenever I’d ask what she wanted for dinner it was dumplings. Just the other day I saw something about a new place that’s opened here in Philly, and what is […]  If there has been one constant in my life, it has surely been my appetite. Each day I’d wake to the insistent rumblings in my stomach and my daily battle would begin. Would my appetite for yummy, fatty or sweet indulgences win, or would I quell my hunger with something more wholesome and healthy? On […]  Left to my own devices, especially when I am feeling busy (don’t you detest that word?) I could conceivably eat chicken for dinner every night. Fortunately for me my daughter doesn’t eat chicken, beef or pork, so whether I feel like it or not, I must come up with something besides chicken for dinner. We often default to pasta, […]  I think when I am very old (which I plan on being one day) I will look back on my life and find that every scary, shaky, too emotional moment was addressed with increasing resilience and comfort food. Everyone has something that they consider comfort food, and many people have different foods for different levels of crises. […]  I don’t mean to complain or anything, but this isn’t easy, and sometimes, especially on Sundays I can feel like I’m up against the wall. I try to do a lot of the cooking for my posts on the weekends, and when things don’t go as planned I feel the pressure. This past one was a weekend […] |
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