Yes, I’ve made carrot cake a couple times before. At one point, I even had a special recipe. It was a keeper. Except I didn’t keep it.
Look, Ma! No bowl.
When did meat and potatoes become an edible pejorative?
The other night, my husband and I cozied up on the couch. I poured myself a glass of wine, and we turned on “The Tonight Show” to watch Jimmy Fallon host for the first time. I’m not a huge Jimmy Fallon fan; he seems a little plastic to me. But all it took was the name Will Smith to catch my attention. With U2 as the musical guest, Thad and I were both excited. (When asked what celebrity we want to meet, he usually answers Bono, and I always say Will Smith. We’re not fancy.)
Does the thought of a bowl of tomato soup and a grilled cheese sandwich on a cold winter’s day make you smile?
My list of self-praise: I’m so proud of my body! My legs are amazing. My abs are totally rocking the house. Don’t even get me started on how flipping awesome my arms are. And my moves? Oh, my heavens, my moves are simply divine. I should post a selfie.
I once posted this Facebook update: “Jill is about to explore the mysteries of spaghetti squash.”
“What’s the capital of Alabama?”
You can’t judge a book by its cover.
A middle school poster looks like an exercise designed to shock.
Is there joy in a steaming cup of hot cocoa made with chocolate soy milk?
In the cold of winter, our thoughts turn to others.
Spicy Sweet Potato and Black Bean Soup is packed with color and variety.
It’s reassuring that someone who has known me for 20 years categorizes me on the smart side of dumb.
A slow-cooker recipe is filled with taste, nutrition.
When it comes to cold weather entertaining, fondue is a classic.
One of our light bulbs burned out. It was in an ornamental wall sconce — and was a special size with a smaller doohickey to screw into the thingmajiggy. I didn’t have a replacement-in-wait stashed in the closet, so I headed to the hardware store.
Emily Parnell — Family isn’t always a perfect fit, but it’s still the best gift, and ‘you get what you get’
Ahhh, the annual dirty Santa gift exchanges are upon us. It goes by all kinds of names — Kris Kringle, Christmas Rob-a-Thon, the Grinch Game, but the rules are pretty much the same. Everyone brings a wrapped gift, numbers are drawn, when it’s your turn, you can pick a gift from the pile and open it, or steal an already open gift from someone who went before you.
Looking for a holiday cookie for the Big Guy to make him, um, less big? Try The Star’s Holiday Ginger Cookies, a chewy version of a low-fat ginger snap.
What’s one of the best things made with sliced bread? Try a puffy, golden brown breakfast strata.
Rustic quick bread makes a delicious holiday gift.
We need an acceptable knee-jerk vocabulary — the first word the comes flying out of your mouth when something goes wrong
Disappointing a child, that’s the defeat we work so hard to avoid.
“Are you really too sick to go to school?”
Eating for Life recipe helps portion control