midnight mommies

Three weeks ago I was eating junk food from the food vendors at Citizens Bank baseball park in Philadelphia. Today, I’m eating healthy food out of a trash can in a train station in Washington DC. And they say you can’t teach and old dog new tricks. It all began last night as I prepped for my [...]

She implied that it would taste good. She suggested that my body might eventually crave it. Kale: that hearty leafy green that Bob had once cooked to rubbery imperfection, scaring me off for almost a lifetime. And then I found it: Simla’s breakfast recipe for chicken apple sausage and kale.

I’m not going to lie to you. I was exhausted and near penniless after that two-hour shopping trip to stock my cupboard with staples and fill my fridge with fresh produce of every kind. But I was on a little high too.

I’m going to be honest with you. I love cake. My favorite ice cream is Ben & Jerry’s flavored–drum roll please–”Chubby Hubby” (chocolate-covered peanut butter pretzels in vanilla…need I say more?) And I’ve never been one of those people to put down my fork in the middle of a chocolate brownie sundae and say, “oh this is too rich for me.”