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A Taste of Spain. | Any Given Moment...
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Any Given Moment…. Every day is a leap of faith. A Taste of Spain. May 24, 2012. Ok, first of all, I know I should be posting about the half marathon. Before posting about the most recent wine dinner, but…its my blog, and I promise that I will be writing the race recap soon…maybe even tonight. There is just a lot to say and I am still processing all the excitement! But, before I get into the details of running, let’s talk about the details of my dinner at Lure Bistro. Oh, this was SO good. The vegeta...
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Teeny Diapers
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Here We Go Again. We Finally Got the White Picket Fence. August 4, 2015. I intended to start Alex in cloth diapers as soon as we got home. Ryan is still in diapers so another one doesn’t add any extra laundry so why not start from the beginning? I had a nice stack of tiny newborn cloth diapers all ready. But they are way cuter than disposables. Cloth Diapering a Tiny or Premature Baby. August 5, 2015 at 5:57 pm. Ohhh, she is just the bittiest thing ever. August 5, 2015 at 6:04 pm.
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whole wheat goldfish crackers – smitten kitchen
https://smittenkitchen.com/2011/03/whole-wheat-goldfish-crackers
Previous post: piña colada cake. Next post: the best baked spinach. Whole wheat goldfish crackers. March 3, 2011. July 14, 2016. Jump to recipe,. My kid doesn’t like cheese. While this is in some ways a relief — I was dreading what seems to be the inevitable toddler mac-and-cheese habit, mostly because I would share it and lack his metabolism — it is in other ways disconcerting, as in, could this really. Someone who doesn’t like cheese or. And look, I know I’ve made Pop-Tarts. And even the wafers. And Cr...
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Achin’ for Bacon | Any Given Moment...
https://eringorah.wordpress.com/2012/04/11/achin-for-bacon
Any Given Moment…. Every day is a leap of faith. Achin’ for Bacon. April 11, 2012. As a giant contrast to my post about running, I thought I would write about eating. And not just any meal. The monthly wine dinner that I go to with my mom! As I excitedly mentioned when I posted about the Cheese themed wine dinner last month, April’s dinner at Lure was titled “It’s All About the Bacon”, and not only did it totally live up to its name, it did not disappoint! But really, who doesn’t love Bacon? Really, I th...
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Really, It’s Been Too Long. | Any Given Moment...
https://eringorah.wordpress.com/2012/05/06/really-its-been-too-long
Any Given Moment…. Every day is a leap of faith. Really, It’s Been Too Long. May 6, 2012. For heaven’s sakeit’s been almost a month! Here is the thing. You know when you have a really good friend that you used to talk to all the timeand then, somehow, a little bit of time passes and you realize that you have SO much to get caught up on. So then you think: well, I want to wait until I have some real amount of time to get to sit down and really. But, then you just never seem to. Seriously, it’s NUTS. Also,...
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13.1 Miles. | Any Given Moment...
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Any Given Moment…. Every day is a leap of faith. May 25, 2012. Ah, finally. I am sitting down to write my thoughts on my first half marathon. It’s been this crazy whirlwind of feeling really excited and proud, with waves of complete exhaustion, and then some bouts of enthusiasm for all the races to come. I guess I will just start with the weekend and try to get everything in. I also ended up picking up this awesome running top for Kirsten. Margaret and Brian drove in from Buffalo and we decided that sush...
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peach cupcakes with brown sugar frosting – smitten kitchen
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Previous post: grilled eggplant and olive pizza. Next post: make your own baking powder. Peach cupcakes with brown sugar frosting. August 18, 2009. July 28, 2016. Jump to recipe,. My friend Molly — she of the dry-rubbed ribs. And apple tarte tatin. One last time at her going-away party this weekend. Because it was Molly who introduced me to the unparalleled awesomeness that is South. Albeit from the mountains of North. Or peach crème fraîche. Pie I wanted to make peach cupcakes. Kefta and Zucchini Kebabs.
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Wash Away Sins with Chlorine | The Anvil Tree
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All of this has been pre-approved as funny by me. 100 Things About Me. Wash Away Sins with Chlorine. June 23, 2015. Bryan, stunned, stammered, “I think I need to talk to Sarah about this.”. That said, I. Tell you that Bryan was a little surprised that this was happening at our community summer camp. Tony sat down next to me on the bed, and handed over a well-worn, obviously second-hand Bible. “I got this book today,” he said. “I’m on page 2.”. Did they just tell you to start reading this? At this point, ...
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chicken tikka masala recipe | use real butter
http://userealbutter.com/2011/09/11/chicken-tikka-masala-recipe
Chanterelle ravioli with sage brown butter. Bourbon-glazed doughnut muffin doughnuts. Huckleberry vodka infusion and huckleberry moscow mule. Laquo; to be outside. This is the day. The distances are not so great. Recipe: chicken tikka masala. Golden grasses and rocks mantle the peaks and ridges. This pika is harvesting plants for the long winter ahead. Adolescent ptarmigan in hiding. Another pika checking us out at 13,000 feet. Chicken, yogurt, lime, garlic, oil, and spices. Put it all in a bowl. When th...
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Slip Slidin’ Away | Jonniker.
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Slip Slidin’ Away. January 16th, 2013. I know, it’s been seven months. Seven months! I have a no-shit infant who sleeps and all that, but you know, she was also born, and I don’t want to forget how. So here, seven months later, Allie’s birth story. It’s long. It’s more for me than you. Sorry about that. God, you guys, I was so uncomfortable. I was big, I was sad and weeping all the time (thanks, antenatal depression! Haaaa, unless I shat out gold dust, nothing about that time was golden. Sam was a day ea...
