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the review: fairy sticks

I’m a fan of pop tarts. I know, I know. Total garbage and I shouldn’t even admit in public that I like them, but pop tarts are happy childhood food to me. That’s not to say that I ate them non-stop during my childhood, oh no. My mom was pretty consistent with the no sugar rule, especially when it came to breakfast foods. It’s cool, though, I don’t need therapy or anything. At least not for that. Anyway, I let my kids have way more sugar than I should. Even I wouldn’t let them eat pop tarts for breakfast. Let’s call it a dessert, shall we? But when I saw these cute little mini pop tarts on Pinterest, I had to make them.

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pizza dough two ways

I may have mentioned that the teenagers are eating me out of house and home. Not just my kids, but their friends too. I have been to Costco (my favorite place in the universe for those who know me, I mean I just look at the industrial size mayonnaise and want to dive in) twice in as many weeks. I can’t keep food in my refrigerator or pantry. I go to cook something and the ingredients are gone. Oh, you needed that? Sorry, I was hungry. So in an attempt to load up the snack bins, I got out the stand mixer last week and rocked out some pizza dough.

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the review: chicken salad with haricots verts

You may not read this. I mean, how ridiculous is it to review a salad? Aren’t they all the same? Let me just say that you can take it from someone who doesn’t really like lettuce that all salads are not the same. Or you can take it from two teen boys who ate so much of this chicken salad with haricots verts last night that there was none left when their sisters came home from their respective activities. I should probably clarify that those two teen boys did not eat all of the chicken salad because they were ridiculously hungry and their wicked step-monster gave them only paltry lettuce. They ate the chicken salad because it was absolutely delicious.

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the review: french bistro at home

I love Paris. Love it. It's topped in my heart only by Rome. And the beach.

I don't love French food. Never have. Too rich. Too - dare I say it? - weird. I know, I know. Please, if you are reading from France, keep reading. I promise I will redeem myself. I'm just not a foodie. I love pancakes. I love a good cheeseburger. I'm simple about food, really. But thanks to a beautiful article in this month’s Bon Appétit, I was inspired to go French.

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roasted garlic green hummus

Forever and a day ago (ok, three weeks ago maybe?), I mentioned that I was taking a kids’ nutrition class online. Total fail. I somehow managed to miss every single piece of the class. I’ve saved the podcasts so that I can listen to them, and have intended for two weeks now to get caught up, but I haven’t. You are just going to have to wait on that piece of review. I’m sure you are on the edge of your seat.

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