There are two things you may not know about me.  The first is that I enjoy eating large quantities.  I don’t know how I developed this inclination, but there it is.  I distinctly remember the day I was able to eat entire can of Spaghetti-O’s, just like my big brother.  I was so proud.  I once asked my husband if he had ever dated a woman who could eat more than me.  He responded with a nervous look...

My kitchen is a mess.  I don’t mean messy, I mean it has too much of too many types of food in it.   It looks like three different families just stopped by and dropped off their weekly groceries.  I’m trying to remain calm about it.   “It’ll all work out,” I say to myself. “I’ll just make some big soups”.  But in fact it all has me a little nervous and confused.  First off,...

It’s six in the morning and I’ve just started the coffee. Today is the day of our big trip. The whole crew will be returning to my birthplace, Portland, Oregon and then the coast. This will be the girls’ first plane trip and, subsequently, my first plane trip with them. Until now I’d have preferred chewing tinfoil to sitting next to my kids on an airplane for any length of time. “Family vacation”...

My go-to lunch is a chunk of meat cooked up with some vegetables on the stove. At the moment, however, we are deep into summer and I really haven’t been feeling like pushing food around over a hot stove at noon. Furthermore, It is not always convenient to be home at lunch time.  If you’ve been eating primal for any length of time I am sure you have come to know the elusive nature of the on-the-go lunch...