Healthy recipes from a registered dietitian and mama of two
As a little girl I used to dream of shopping for my wedding gown, trying on racks upon racks of beautiful dresses with my mom and an entourage of bridesmaids. An aspiring fashion designer, I even sketched a few drawings of my dream dress -a scoop neck mermaid gown with spaghetti straps and about fifteen
I may possibly have the blackest thumb in California. Until recently every plant I’ve ever owned or cared for has died. Most traumatically, my hibernating orchid never woke up and my childhood Venus Fly Trap starved to death because there were no flies indoors. Go figure. I’m not quite sure what possessed me to take
It’s that time of year when co-workers with exploding gardens bring bags full of surplus fruits and veggies into the office. What to do when you’re gifted nearly nine pounds of beautiful, organic tomatoes with a fast-approaching expiration date though? I happily helped a friend out of this exact predicament and quite frankly, don’t know if I’ll
I’ve had a sneaking suspicion lately. Each time I’ve pulled on my skinny jeans the past couple of weeks, they’ve felt a little more snug than usual. Just a bit tighter around my calves and ever so slightly around my waist. But without my trusty scale which I left behind in North Carolina, I’ve just
I don’t think I’ll ever be able to toss perfectly good broccoli stems into the compost bucket again. At least not without feeling guilty about it. I’m a changed woman now that I know how healthy they are but I never expected so many of you girls to feel so strongly about broccoli stems too, though! I
I admit, I’ve never thought much about broccoli stems before. For years I’ve whacked the florets off with a large kitchen knife and tossed the seemingly inedible scraps into the compost. Last night though, a remnant pineapple crown and broken egg shells from Sunday morning brunch left me with an overflowing compost bucket. Something about