Bacon vs. prosciutto
Mommyo, passing the plate of appetizers around the table: “The Seven-Year-Old, would you like some prosciutto? It’s like bacon, but doesn’t need to be cooked.” Daddyo,…
Weekend at Caterpickles
Daddyo, reading the billboard at McCormick Plaza as we drove down Lake Shore Drive on a recent Saturday afternoon: “Housewares 2015. Mommyo, there’s an entire convention devoted…
Happy Birthday, Grandma!
The Eight-Year-Old wants to know if Grandpa got you another Giant Box this year. Also, do you still have that adorable tree? Related Links: “How long can jellyfish…
Birthday parties, Caterpickles style
Overheard at Caterpickles Central on a recent March morning… Mommyo: “The Eight-Year-Old, in honor of your birthday, I’m going to do a load of laundry.” The…
The Seven-Year-Old’s on to you, Santa
The Seven-Year-Old, scrambling over a snow bank on a recent walk into school: “I think Santa puts some sort of trance on kids before he comes.”…
Interview with a Seven-Year-Old
A few years ago, I borrowed an idea from Susan, the blogger behind theskyislaughing, and interviewed the then Four-Year-Old about her current crop of likes, dislikes, and toys. Susan,…
Yet another reason I prefer reading to cooking
Daddyo, reading the label on the newly opened bottle of soy sauce: “Refrigerate after opening for best quality.” Mommyo, thinking of her overflowing refrigerated condiment shelf:…
Oh, so very wintry
Mommyo, reading the weather report last weekend: “Subzero temperatures have arrived in Chicago and will stay all week.” Daddyo, dourly: “Yep.” The Seven-Year-Old, anxiously: “How subzero?…
My shiny new Dutch Oven
I’ve been reading a lot of recipes lately, and have been frankly astounded by the number of non-stew recipes that call for a Dutch oven. Take…
The difference between velociraptors and kittens
This past Christmas, Canelo did not knock over our Christmas tree once. (I know, shocking right? What sort of self-respecting cat is he?) However, he did…
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