• Twiddles

    We have baskets overflowing with these things at home, and they’re called “twiddles.” At least that’s what they call them in our kids’ kindergarten classes where the teachers seem to spin gold out of oatmeal flakes, and maintain a miraculous yoga-studio-level of peace within a class of 4, 5, and 6 year olds. Those teachers work fairy magic as far I’m concerned, and I can’t do anything NEAR what they do, but I CAN…

  • A Little Light

    Hello Quarantined friends. Raise your hand if you’re wondering how many days of cheese quesadillas you’ve got in your fridge. Better yet, how many cheese quesadillas you can serve before everyone starts to get sick of them….or each other. Like you, I’m bracing myself for the weeks/months ahead, and hoping that our efforts to flatten the curve aren’t too late. And all I can believe is that — unlike that giant bag of dried…