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Baking, crafting, mama-ing and taking photos of it all. When I remember.


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Operation Try New Restaurants: Little Giant

In February, I met a lovely friend for a lovely dinner at Little Giant. And I…apparently took only one photo and it’s of me, slightly tipsy, modeling the cowl I had just finished for another dear friend? So, uh, hi!

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I started with a knife fight. Which does not involve any sharp weaponry, but is “a bourbon sour, with an edge.” (Bourbon, lemon, pineapple, ginger.) It was strong, and fruity, and definitely had a serious kick of ginger.

For an appetizer, I got the little biscuits with maple-whipped lardo and hot pepper jelly. They were…good. I expected better biscuits frankly (um, I make amazing biscuits), but the combination of the biscuits and the toppings was definitely tasty.

I opted for the LG Burger & Jojos for my main meal and it was quite good. The menu changes relatively often, it seems, and looking at it now, I so wish that the Broad Arrow Farm Pork Meatballs with parmesan polenta, shaved brussels sprouts, pancetta vinaigrette had been available when I went because that sounds amazing. Time to go back?

I also got a second drink on a whim – a special that was benefitting…something or other…and I mostly remember that it had a sprig of lavender jutting out of the top, which at first was unnerving and then was delightful. I could sip my drink and as long as I managed to keep the little branch from poking me in the eye, smell the lavender while sipping. Aaah… (Seriously, it was great but I don’t remember what was in it! Maybe gin? Something fruity? I think it was carbonated? Not helpful.)

All in all, a great night. More expensive than I usually go for, but if I’m feeling a little flush with cash (lol) I would definitely return.

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mummy jars!

Y’all. It has been so long since I logged in and actually created a post on my computer and not on my phone that…I forgot how. OMG.

ANYWAY.

mummy jars

Which mummy is whose?

We made these mummy-themed little jars for Halloween [mumblety] years ago. (Like, 2013. I mean, doesn’t everyone take almost five years to get around to posting something? Just me? OK then.)

These were super cute and a really easy craft to do with Very Small Children. At the time, E & H were 3 and 15 months, respectively, and they were both perfectly capable of doing these jars mostly on their own.

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My mummy jar. Because I’m the…wait for it…mummy.

I’m pretty sure this was a Pinterest-inspired craft – all you do is wrap white medical tape around a small jar in a mostly haphazard manner, add googly eyes, and voila! Mummies! Add candles if you wish! I’m fairly certain we did not, because…Very Small Children.

Enjoy this completely-out-of-season craft idea from five years ago!


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Operation Try New Restaurants: The Local Press

Last week I got my hair cut (a rarity I need to remedy) and as my stylist is practically next door to The Local Press, I popped over for a sandwich and, unbeknownst to me beforehand, a malt. Yum.

Hello, delicious. Why is it so hard to get a milkshake and even harder to get a malt in this town? Hm?

I opted for the orchard turkey – a panini with turkey, bacon, apples, sharp cheddar, and chipotle mayo. It was heavy on the turkey and fairly light on everything else but it was really good. (I must admit to having a particular fondness for sandwiches I haven’t made.) It was reasonably priced but doesn’t come with anything – there is an assortment of bagged chips & salty snacks to fill out your meal if you wish. I didn’t. Between the sandwich and the malt I was plenty satisfied!


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Operation Try New Restaurants: Bogusha’s

So here’s the deal: I’m not really one for New Year’s resolutions. But I am one for setting goals. This year I made it my goal to try at least one new restaurant every month. More, if time and budget allow! (So far…not. But here’s hoping!)

I made basically no rules for the project, just that it has to be new to me. Lunch, dinner, breakfast, snacks & drinks…casual, fancy, anywhere in between…anything goes!

I came up with the idea while sitting in traffic on my way to pick up the kids one evening, right outside Bogusha’s Polish place on Stevens Ave. I’ve driven by this place literally hundreds of times, and I work just down the street, but I’d never been. And there are so many places like this! I don’t get out a lot, what with kids and busy schedules and lack of money and and and…

Hopefully, not only will this project spur me on to try new restaurants but also just get out and see friends more often! (Hi friends! I miss you!)

Appropriately, the first new place I tried was, in fact, Bogusha’s. It’s a tiny Polish restaurant and deli, with just 3 tables surrounded by grocery items. It’s very much like eating in someone’s home. Someone who happens to make delicious Polish food.

M & I met for lunch one icy day and both got the Polish platters with pierogi, kielbasa, bigos (hunter’s stew, consisting of cabbage, sauerkraut, kielbasa, ham) and golabki. Everything was wonderful, especially the bigos which I’d never even heard of, let alone tried! We also started the meal with white borscht, which was delicious.

I also picked up kinder eggs for the kids and some chocolate bars for my work stash.

All told, I’d recommend it – as long as you aren’t in a hurry! While the food was great, the service was…leisurely.


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Once upon a time, I was a runner.

WAIT.

Scratch that.

Once upon a time I was a middle school aged kid who ran track for about a week’s worth of practices and then decided I haaaaated it and never ran again.

Until about a year after my second baby (HBear) was born. In 2013, I started regularly exercising for basically the first time in my adult life and it was great – I lost weight, I was fit and strong, I felt good about my physical presence in the world. The kids were still little enough that I could put them in the double jogging stroller and run around Back Cove. (I totally got high fives from big burly dudes when I did that.) My work schedule was literally half what it is now, so I had time to run. And, importantly, I lived within a few blocks of a fabulous running trail. (I no longer do.) However, after about a year and a half of running, I had a recurrence of plantar fasciitis. I’d had it before and the doctor told me to wear super supportive shoes (hello arches!) and it went away pretty quickly. This time, I tapered off my running until June 2015, when I did the Color Run in South Portland on a very cold, raining, miserable day. (It was a lot of fun, despite the weather – until I got back to my car after the race and could barely get my keys out because my hands were stiff and frozen.)

Good times, y’all.

But that was the last time I ran. Until yesterday.

Over the past two years I’ve focused on my shoe choices, getting various inserts for said shoes, seeing my doctor, doing stretches, wearing stretchy foot braces, doing certain exercises for my feet & calves (which seemed only to exacerbate the problem) and, finally, wearing this stupid looking sock to bed every night. Very little seemed to help, except for that damn sock. (It is super sexy. And so comfortable. *insert eyeroll here*) I’ve been using it nearly every night since early May and gosh darn it if I can’t actually walk around (almost) pain-free now. HALLELUJAH.

But this means that for the past two years, I’ve been fairly inactive. Recommended “treatment” for plantar fasciitis involves staying off your feet as much as possible, which is…unrealistic for a mother of two small kids. But I’ve tried. No running. I still walked but not great distances, except occasionally. My two years of inactivity definitely shows. I’ve gained back all the weight I was so proud of losing before. I’m not nearly as fit or strong or physically capable as I was. It has been intensely frustrating to finally get to a point where I felt good about myself, only to slip all the way back. I tried to find ways of working out that didn’t bother my foot but it was very difficult – even yoga hurt, due to going barefoot.

So I took a small first step yesterday and did the first day (again) of C25K. I can honestly say something I never thought I’d say: I’ve really missed running. We’ll see how it goes…