Here we are, people, it’s September. Are you ready? I pride myself on being pretty organized most of the time. But this year? Ay caramba, I’m a disaster. I’m scrambling to pull together the requisite backpacks, lunch boxes, thermoses, water bottles, etc, that my kids will need to start a new school year. And emotional preparation? Have I mentioned my baby starts school this year! Leaving the nest of our beloved daycare seems not to be phasing Julian at bit, but I am a wreck. I have way more anxieties about him going to school than I did with Esme. Or maybe time has just obscured them?
Will he make friends? Will he take to the French Immersion program the way his sister did? Will he eat a packed lunch?! One of the loveliest perks of the daycare we had one or both kids in for five years is the hot lunch they prepare on site every day. We’re talking curries, fish soups and stirfries. How is a plain old sandwich supposed to compete with that? With Esme, I’m in a groove. I know exactly what to make and how often to change things up. But maybe Julian won’t want the same things. I’m starting to have nightmares about creating two completely different lunches every day. I cannot go there. Read more
We're sad that summer is winding down but it was so jam-packed with fun that we really can't complain. For us, there were lots of small and big trips, lots of swimming, barbecuing and picnic-ing. We were also lucky to partner with Metro groceries, doing events and cooking demonstrations on tv. We love Metro's philosophy of offering fresh, local produce. It's important for us to know where our families' food comes from and Metro makes that easy.
Did you catch us on CityLine this morning? We whipped up some great make-ahead recipes that are going to save you once school gets rolling. And as a bonus to you, lovely readers, we're giving away a $250 Metro gift card! Leave a comment and let us know what you'll be cooking in September and you could win! Follow us on Pinterest for more chances to win. Read more
This is a really big day for us over here at Sweet Potato Chronicles. I. Mean. Big. When we started this site, our babies were, well, babies. We started cooking with our kids for a lot of different reasons. We wanted to teach them the the awesomeness of food but we also hoped to one day reap the proven benefits that come along with getting the kid's involved in the kitchen. Plus, we got some pretty hilarious material for posts from our escapades in the kitchen together. But today is a major milestone for this family as well as the SPC site. My daughter Scarlett will debut her very first recipe and post. This simple but wildly yummy icy was her creation. She's done lots of other recipes before. In fact, she created a mean spinach puree that has become a staple in our household, but this dish is all hers from inception and testing to photographing and actually building and writing the post. (Please pardon any misspelling and typos.)
Ladies and gentleman please welcome my daughter Scarlett and her very first post. (I'm having a very proud mommy moment right now.) I'll hand it over to her and, if you need me, I'll be having a cry over in the corner. Take it away my beautiful girl…. Read more
When it comes to summer, I like mine stinkin’ hot. So this season has been a bit of a, ahem, disappointment. I feel bad whining about the weather but the truth is, in Ontario, July and these first few weeks of August have felt more like fall. I just haven’t had enough of those days when as soon as you get out of the water, you’re ready to go back in. Or nights when it’s so warm you’re forced to leave every window in the house wide open, thus allowing you to listen to the cricket symphony playing outside. I know. You think I’m crazy wishing for sleepless nights sprawled across sweat-dampened sheets waiting for a limp breeze, but, for me, summer just isn’t summer unless I have those extremes. So this solstice, with it’s mild days and cool nights, really just bums me out. Read more
This is my friend Liz. As friends go, Liz is pretty amazing. She possesses a lot of the quintessential great friend qualities like being a patient listener, sympathetic and she never judges. However, what I love most about Liz is that she lives her life on the bright side–She is a constant force of gratefulness and happiness. I’ve actually never met any one like her until my husband and I bought our tiny beach cottage.