The Crabby Cook - by Jessica Harper

My children have declared raw fruit an acceptable food, but it took years for us to get here. When they were young, they would always eat applesauce, fig newtons, or cherry pie, but never a fruit in it’s original condition.

Bananas were a breakthrough fruit for the girls, the first raw fruit they both liked, although not in school lunch boxes because they’re “too smelly.” Apples came next, but to this day they’ll only eat them sliced, preferably by me. Read More

I made my husband a chocolate cake for Father’s Day, per his request, and he inhaled it. It was chocoholism run amok; he’s eaten a good 2/3 of the cake in two days.

This can’t be good. I mean, the cake is good, but Tom’s ingestion of it might be a little life-threatening. The next time Father’s Day rolls around I’m going to get him this thing I read about last week called Le Whif. It’s a method of inhaling chocolate without eating six big, fat servings of a big, fat chocolate cake. Read More