Overheard: Processed Food

Last night I was opening a box from Kenmore. ALEXANDER: What’s in the box Mom? ME: I don’t know why don’t you help me open it? [We open the box and it’s a Food processor] ALEXANDER: Mom it says food processor. Does this mean we finally get processed food? Will it make us McDonalds at home? Finally!

A Nice Pear

When we are little girls there are large men. They aren’t necessarily tall, or wide, but they are large in our childhoods. We remember their smells, their habits, the way their walking sticks hit the ground and the size of their stride. We remember their faces only from pictures, because we are little when they are grand. We memorize their shoes. My Uncle Marek smoked cigars that smelled faintly of cherry leaves. He took enormous steps, three steps of mine would equal just one of his. He had a cane, …

Corn Sugar and Moms

My kids know that we don’t eat foods that have High Fructose Corn Syrup in them. My kids know that they are only allowed to eat food with ingredients they can pronounce. Hydro-Metho-Dextro-Ethate foods are not something I’d give my children, or even my dog. If the corn refiners have their way we’ll have to tell the kids that Corn Sugar is an invented item by the corn refiners. I will have to explain to my children that Corn Sugar means that Corn has been processed in ways that only …

The Easiest Birthday Party Yet

Earlier today we had Alexander’s birthday party. Yesterday I baked a caramel cake, made a mud pie and picked up a few bottles of wine. This morning I faxed an order into Chin Chin, and this afternoon we showed up the ice rink. The kids ate and Mr. G. organized them for broomball, the parents enjoyed each other’s company, and all was good. It was easy. Incredibly easy, and like most summer parties it was a small gathering, which is perfect for my son. One of the moms is pregnant, …

This Is Going To Hurt Me More Than It Hurts You: and it did

Alexander is an only child this week. Jane has gone to camp, so it’s just the three of us. To be perfectly frank, we are not quite a family this week. We are a couple with a kid. Yesterday I asked Alexander if he’d like sausage, broccoli and rice for dinner. He was very enthusiastic, so I made the dinner. I did use a beef sausage instead of the Italian pork that he typically likes, but I did so knowing that there were breakfast steaks in the refrigerator, and I …