I grew up eating donuts.  Yes, I have my mom and dad to thank for this sugar addiction of mine.  It began early in my childhood.  Each weekend my dad would drive down to the donut shop and pick up some fresh baked donuts for our family to enjoy together on lazy Saturday mornings.  It was an Continue Reading …

My husband works late a lot.  Having him not home at dinner time is often the result of his working late.  Although we all miss him terribly and wish that he was home to eat with us, I do have one small condolence…  I get to make breakfast for dinner.  I love breakfast for dinner!  Continue Reading …

Did you know that yesterday was National Pancake Day?  Well neither did I!  Well, not until about 5pm last night when it was too late to write a post for the day.  So here I am.  Late again.  This is not unusual for me.  This is not surprising.  This is very normal.  If you know me, Continue Reading …

I used to think of breakfast as a meal for those who have the time. I never really have had the time. Rushing around, running late, that is what describes my mornings. Sitting down, reading the paper, eating breakfast does not describe my morning. However since having children and going through ravenous bouts of early Continue Reading …