What’s for Dinner?
I think I’ve finally realized now how my Mom must have felt when I was growing up and she put dinner on the table in front of us only to hear groaning, complaining, and moaning. My Mom worked hard during my childhood, working full-time outside the home, and also cooking many meals for us as kids. I don’t remember eating out a lot, and I don’t remember many nights where we had to fend for ourselves. There was always a dinner of some kind, and we almost always ate together as a family. Recently, my 2 and 5 year olds … Continue reading