Belgian Relief

These past few months have been pretty waffle. (I hear the confusion now: Surely you mean awful. We’ve been on lockdown for almost a year, Anne. Your child has no friends and has never met most of his extended family. We are nearing half a million Covid deaths in the U.S., people are at theirContinue reading “Belgian Relief”

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Waste Not: Chickpea Juice for Dessert

During this strange, strange time in our collective history, one smart way to make each shopping trip stretch just a little bit longer is to reroute some previously discarded food scraps into future meals. You know, like turning your once-wasted kale stems into pesto or pickles. Or saving your carrot peelings and onion skins inContinue reading “Waste Not: Chickpea Juice for Dessert”

We’re All in a Pickle Here

If I learned anything last year, it’s that people LOVE to ask pregnant women what they’re craving. Unfortunately, I couldn’t give the people what they wanted for I wasn’t really craving anything at all. It was actually the opposite: I’d suddenly developed a severe aversion to all vegetables. “That’s such a strange coincidence,” my cousinContinue reading “We’re All in a Pickle Here”

Five a Day

Most of the advice I internalized in 1991 was probably flawed. For instance: If your distant cousin arrives at your Chicago apartment straight of the boat from the fictionalized island of Mypos, you should absolutely bring him on a double date with the girl you want to marry. No wacky antics with ensue; no way,Continue reading “Five a Day”

Low-Carb Dieting

When other people think about Middlebury College, I imagine they conjure up scenes of good-looking 20-somethings in matching North Face jackets making their way to 5 a.m. crew practice. When I think about Middlebury College, I picture a wedge of Laughing Cow cheese. That’s because the first and only time I set foot in Middlebury,Continue reading “Low-Carb Dieting”

Home Cooked Meals

After a weekend of football-fueled dietary indulgence – including peanut butter flavored chicken wings because apparently I have the nondiscriminatory palate of a Labrador – I woke up from my slothful Sunday afternoon nap ready for a detox. Don’t get me wrong: nothing refuels after a long run like a 100-ounce beer tube from 123-Burger-Shot-BeerContinue reading “Home Cooked Meals”

The First Race of 2012

As my bedside alarm went off at the ungodly hour of 6:40 a.m. yesterday – that’s a Saturday morning, people, meaning a day of rest in many religions and a day of sleeping late and ordering in bagels in mine – I couldn’t quite remember whether I liked racing enough to justify the painfully early start. IContinue reading “The First Race of 2012”