I once read a blog post (some recipe, I don’t remember what it was) in which the author used the phrase “totally tubular” at least three times. When I say “I once read,” I don’t mean back in 1989. I mean just a few months ago, in early 2017. I just…. I mean…….. *sigh*
But now, I have a reason to write about tubes! That’s right, meet the blogosphere’s newest tubie! Continue reading
Last night I made dinner. I made Reese-safe chicken nuggets, Reese-safe dip, and Reese-safe french fries. And he would’t touch it. Well, I take that back; he touched a french fry, and decided it was hot (it wasn’t). Then decided he was done. Continue reading
So we are moving! Moving is at the same time stressful and exciting. There is something about a new place that bring a feeling a freshness. Don’t worry, though. The kids will find a way to make it un-fresh really quickly!
Because we are moving, I’m taking a short break from posting recipes. I just can’t put it all together while moving house. So in the meantime, I wanted to share a recipe I found on Garnished. Completely allergy-safe, and so easy!
Check it out here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ySuSFNRmkCU
If you make this, let me know how it turns out for you!
I posted this on Facebook a couple years ago, but it’s worth repeating:
As a father, I have to say I have it pretty easy. Our world doesn’t expect much from fathers. We are allowed to be, in fact, almost expected to be a bit clueless and slightly inept. It’s mothers who are expected to hold everything together. Run the calendar, cook the meals, clean the house, do the crafts, wash and fold the clothes, plan the parties… It’s a bit overwhelming. No, it’s REALLY overwhelming. And wholly unfair. Why is it that fathers are allowed to be unskilled, yet mothers are expected to be perfect? Pinterest moms give us great ideas, but I think they may have taken the place of the magazine models in setting unrealistic expectations. Let’s allow the moms in our lives to be who they are: human.
To my wife: thank you for making my job as a father so wonderful. Thank you for taking care of our daughters and our son. I don’t care if our house isn’t perfect, or if we eat leftovers sometimes. I love you and appreciate you for who you are.
To my mom: thank you for supporting me and for never giving me the opportunity to doubt your love for me.
To my friends and family who are mothers: you have one of the hardest jobs in the world, and when you’re doing it right, few seem to notice. Please know you are loved and appreciated, both for what you do and who you are.
To everyone else: tomorrow is Mother’s Day. If your mom is still around, it’s a great time to thank her for all she has done and all she is. But please, don’t do it only then. Tell her in August, when there’s no other holiday. Tell her on Tuesday, just because it’s Tuesday. Tell her whenever you can, because we don’t tell her enough.
Thank you, moms, and happy Mother’s Day.
I have never had a problem eating. Ok, I shouldn’t say never. I had food poisoning once, and I had a really hard time eating for a few days after that. But throughout my life in general, eating has never been an issue. I have friends who claim they forget to eat sometimes. Uh…. How on God’s green earth does that happen?!? I forget to not eat sometimes… on more than one occasion I have had to reschedule medical tests because I ate when I wasn’t supposed to. But forgetting to eat? I don’t buy it. Continue reading
Sometimes, it’s nice to take a break from thinking about EOE and food allergies and all that junk. To forget about replacing eggs and dairy. To not think about peanuts and tree nuts. To not worry about reading the labels of everything to see if soy protein has been somehow slipped in. And this weekend, my friends, is the perfect time to take that break:
It’s Free Comic Book Day! Comic books are truly an American art form. Comics haven’t always been accepted as “legitimate literature,” but when Art Spiegelman was awarded the Pulitzer Prize in 1992 for his graphic novel Maus, people began to sit up and take notice.
Whether superheroes, or cartoons, or graphic retellings of classic pieces (Don Quixote, for example), comics and graphic novels are a great way to enjoy reading. Or even to introduce your kids to reading. I will be taking my kids to our local comic book store this weekend for Free Comic Book Day… what about you?
Tastes better AND costs less? Sign me up!
I recently saw one of those inspirational quotes online that perfectly describes what today was like. You know the ones with the beautiful picture in the background that has nothing to do with the actual quote? This particular one said, “Are you really having a bad day, or just a bad five minutes that you are letting ruin the rest?” THAT, my friends, was today. Overall, pretty good. But man, the way it started left me sour for a good while. I was supposed to work an event that got canceled, but no one told me it was canceled. After that, everything seemed to go wrong. Quick stop at Burger King? Nope, their credit card machines are down. Run to Taco Bell? Nope, Reese can’t eat there. Go to the store to buy sunflower seeds. They contain peanuts. Um… what? Start trying to make a new recipe, then get interrupted by a 4-year-old potty emergency, then by not making it to the potty in time…. Seriously, all things considered, it was a good day and it’s a good life. But man, this post didn’t want to happen today!
Enough complaining, though. On with the Homemade SunButter! Continue reading
The ultimate party snack, leveled up.
I love Mexican food. Like a lot. Authentic Mexican, Tex-Mex, shoot I even love stuff like Taco Bell and Taco John’s. And one of the best parts of going to any Mexican restaurant is the free-flowing chips and salsa. Hot or mild, red or green, I love it. My wife likes it, too, but can’t handle too much spice, so I usually end up getting to eat the majority of the salsa at the table. Totally fine with me. Plus, salsa is SUPER healthy. It’s an excellent way to deliver all the goodness of veggies without feeling like you’re just eating a load of veggies.
But why do I bother making my own? Jarred salsa, even the expensive, good quality stuff, isn’t that expensive, and it’s rare to find one that is bad. To be honest, I don’t usually bother making my own. But why do I go back and watch all the Marvel Studios movies at least once a year? Because sometimes you just want to do something. Continue reading
Why am I doing this? Why am I writing this blog? I mean, here’s the deal: I tend to be a “dream big with no plan” kind of person. I think of things that would be cool and then never follow through. I once decided I should try to organize a Skype conversation with the former president of Costa Rica. Do you want to guess whether or not that actually happened?
So why this blog? Let me introduce you to Reese.
Reese is my son. At the time of this writing, he is two years old. He is the one who introduced us to the twisted world of eosinophilic esophagitis. Continue reading