this last week was a baby jubilee! hunkiest and i were doused in boy-baby madness with the arrival of two of our best friends’ handsome sons. on thursday, rogan, aka “mr.smiles-while-breathing-sleeping-eating-and charming the pantaloons off all within a 20...
so even after last weekend’s debauchery with pizza dough and all things mozzarella i have been able to-turn the beat around-gloria estafan style, and pony up on clean eating again. although i’m sad to report, my celery-in-smoothie affection no longer holds...
like most of my misadventures in nutrition and portion control, what starts out innocently, for example a friday night forehead to forehead celebration of the ice cream sandwich, pre-empted with a two hour-plus tribute to pasta with pesto; ends with my puffy,...
