Quite possibly, my favorite workshop to give is Raising Healthy Eaters: How to Win the Mealtime Wars. I love it because I get to talk directly to parents about all the struggles that come with feeding our families: negotiations with picky eaters, guilt about not feeding everyone enough fruits and vegetables, exhaustion that can come with preparing multiple meals to please everyone, the list goes on and on. At every workshop there is always a

When I was six-years-old, we took our first trip to Europe. I was so excited. Excited about the trip, excited about the airplane—I was even excited about the prospect of getting to eat dinner on a plane—it felt like such a special thing. I also remember that dinner and how deeply disappointing it was, even for a six-year-old. I remember the highlight being a spongy, slightly stale piece of chocolate cake. Yuck.Now when we travel

The lessons I learned from two days of living in the woods as the colonists did weren’t what I expected, but have given me a new perspective on cooking and life’s challenges. Lessons Learned from Two Days of Living in the Woods A few weeks ago, I went on an immersive colonial camping trip with my 4th grade son’s class. “What does that even mean?” You wonder. Well, for two days and one night (it

Growing up, there was nothing sentimental about Mother’s and Father’s Day in my house—they were just “Hallmark” holidays that were full of meaningless gestures. Or that’s how my parents talked about them. One year, I was away for Mother’s Day Weekend with a friend and her family and my friend’s mother sweetly suggested that I call my mother to wish her a happy Mother’s Day. Feeling embarrassed, I called my mom to relay the message

How a Stomach Flu Proved that Cooking with Kids is Worth the HassleThis past weekend, I was in New York City with my mom for the memorial service for a dear family friend. In the midst of the different events of the weekend I got a text message from my husband telling me that he thought that he had come down with the stomach flu that both our boys had struggled with in epic ways