Halloween Ghosts

These Halloween Ghosts are a little frightening — I know.  Don’t be scared. This candy makes up for itself when it comes to taste.  In fact, those of you who are fans of my Rocky Road, might have already figured this out.

Chocolate Halloween Ghosts

It’s my Halloween version of the Rocky Road I give out every Christmas!  I’ve been making that candy for years.    It all started when – suddenly – I  had three kids in school and each child had at least  a few teachers and Christmas was bearing down on me – Mom Who Works Full Time – and I had to do a little something for ALL OF THEM. So, like The Universal Sock, I came up with The Universal Holiday Gift.  I found this crazy easy recipe for Rocky Road. Continue reading

Marking Time

My mother always said to me on my birthday, in her beautifully accented voice, “Joyce, darling, when you were born, the angels sang.”  In fact, the angels sang when all five of us were born.  She told us all the same story.  We waited for it.  We loved it.  But I did not hear the angels singing when my first child was born.  I thought I would.  Instead, I heard a nurse, marking time.  So that’s the story I tell my daughter on her birthday which is today.

It all started when I told my husband, 25 years ago, that I was in labor.  I believe he, a newsman, has a deep-seated desire to be a fireman or a policeman.  I swear I saw him flip on his lights and sirens.  I think maybe he had been dreaming about that emergency run to the hospital for some time… maybe since his youth.  Maybe that’s something men dream about like some women might dream of their wedding day. Continue reading

Michigan Avenue Crawl

There we were, in Chicago. It was about ten o’clock at night. We checked into our hip boutique hotel on the Magnificent Mile. We were about a half a block off Michigan Avenue at Ohio.  We swished open the drapes in our room and it became clear we were not going to be sticking around for the view — as charming as it was.

No, we were hungry. My husband wanted to check out a bar (preferably dive). Always. I wanted to check out the food scene (preferably slow, locally grown, organic, grass fed). If possible. So, we decided on a crawl. When you crawl you go from one bar or restaurant to the next. You don’t stay long. You just check it out… have a drink… a bite to eat…move on. That way you can get a little more out of a night on the town. Continue reading

The Missing Sock

Who knew?  It’s a secret about parenthood people never talk about.  But I’m going to spill the beans right here, right now.  The secret is this: You will be chasing socks around from the time that baby comes home from the hospital until baby leaves for college. It hit me when I spotted a missing sock on the ground at the Oakland International Airport. The parents of the now single socked baby don’t know any of this yet. The baby and her socks are tiny but as that baby grows and more babies come into the family, one thing those parents will be doing among the millions of other things they’ll do for that baby and its siblings is — The Great Sock Chase.  And it lasts for about eighteen years — per kid. Continue reading