Category Archives: Food

The Progression of “I’m Not Making Too Much for Christmas Dinner”

Posted on December 16, 2015 by Rutabaga the Mercenary Researcher

My family is pretty much…Italian. Especially my Mom.  Every year  around this time the conversation about Christmas Dinner plays itself out in this manner (which I would not trade for the world). A month before Christmas – possibly on Thanksgiving:  … Continue reading →

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It’s a wrap

Posted on January 28, 2015 by Rutabaga the Mercenary Researcher

“I CAN’T GET THIS OPEN!” “HOW DO YOU GET THIS OPEN???” “PLEASE, I BEG OF YOU! MAKE IT OPEN!” I hear it again and again… from family, friends, my son’s teachers. But it never gets me down; it will never … Continue reading →

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Memories of Mujadara

Posted on July 26, 2014 by Rutabaga the Mercenary Researcher

Some moments in time are perfect. When everything around you was just so; understanding, even then, that you are most likely going remember the time for eternity.  It doesn’t have to be anything dramatic or even noteworthy, it’s just a time … Continue reading →

Posted in Baking, Cooking, Eating, Family, Food, Humor, love, Recipes, Relationships, Vegetarian, Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 30 Comments

The Five Second Rule Fail

Posted on March 28, 2014 by Rutabaga the Mercenary Researcher

My husband and I feel very differently about ‘the 5 second rule’ – come on, you know what it is…the rule that food dropped on the floor is edible if picked up within 5 seconds (as long as it’s not … Continue reading →

Posted in Childhood, Children, Eating, Family, Food, Humor, Parenting, Story | Tagged , , , , , , | 68 Comments

In Response to the Woman in the Ice Cream Shop

Posted on March 24, 2014 by Rutabaga the Mercenary Researcher

That’s my alternate title to “An Open Letter to the Woman in the Ice Cream Shop”… It was 2008, my 6 year old son and I were in a Baskin-Robbins, it was his first visit to an ice cream shop … Continue reading →

Posted in Aversions, Childhood, Children, Cooking, coping mechanisms, Eating, Education, Food, Food Allergies, grieving, Health, Parenting, Random Thoughts | Tagged , , , , , , , | 63 Comments

Yes – I’m Venting

Posted on September 22, 2013 by Rutabaga the Mercenary Researcher

I’m taking advantage of having a blog to just VENT.  About my weight. I’m trying to rise above it – but I don’t get it. I’ve been told to exercise, don’t drink soda, don’t eat fast foods, I don’t eat … Continue reading →

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The Power of Cooking

Posted on September 20, 2013 by Rutabaga the Mercenary Researcher

This is what my son haughtily (well if I’m being HONEST, rudely) informed me one night when I was making a dinner that he was not interested in eating.  “Mom, I can eat what I want because I have the … Continue reading →

Posted in Childhood, Children, Cooking, Family, Food, grieving, Humor, love, Mental Health, Parenting, Random Thoughts, Relationships | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 37 Comments

I Didn’t Expire

Posted on July 17, 2013 by Rutabaga the Mercenary Researcher

If you read my post from the day before about habits in the Hot Room – and my insistence on setting my mat in pretty much the same area class after class after class… know that tonight I placed my … Continue reading →

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When Sheep Don’t Bring You Joy – DPChallenge

Posted on July 8, 2013 by Rutabaga the Mercenary Researcher

This is a fast story today for the Weekly Writing DPChallenge – the Best Medicine Some of you might have seen this before – and if you have – you can relive the memories with me again. For those that are … Continue reading →

Posted in Blogging, Childhood, Children, Daily Prompt, Eating, Family, Food, Humor, Injury, Italian, Random Thoughts, Story, Words, Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 42 Comments

Would you like to buy some Chiclets?

Posted on July 1, 2013 by Rutabaga the Mercenary Researcher

When I was around 19 years old, I went to Nogales with my boyfriend, his friend, his sister and her husband.  It was a day for drinking.  When you’re 5 years older than your girlfriend and she’s underage, you can’t … Continue reading →

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