Alisa. 37. New Hampshire. Married for almost three years to this wonderful, funny, smart guy. Previously married. Went through in-vitro fertilization to have my five year old magical son Keegan. Stepmother to the charming Isabelle (6). Gushingly in love with our baby boy Harper(1). Policy Wonk and dreaded bureaucrat. Lover of fine cuisine, honeybees, truly romantic moments and the underdog.
Curried Beef Short Ribs

Note: I found this was more realistically four servings.

Finishing this dish with lime zest and juice brightens its rich flavors.

Yield 6 servings (serving size: about 3 ounces ribs, 2/3 cup rice, and about 2 1/2 tablespoons sauce)

2 teaspoons canola oil
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Can't Have Just One

So in my pre-pregnant state I have been trying to develop more healthy eating habits. Now I have always been pretty good about not eating too much junk. I prefer healthy foods actually. But I have become obsessed with limiting myself once I am pregnant. I figure I will do it now and it won't be such a shock to my system. I stopped buying soda and only have one if I am out somewhere. I am limiting my Chai tea intake to decaf or one/week. I have increased my water and juice drinking. Candy and cookies are also going by the wayside.
Last night I loaded my cart up with pears, oranges, pineapple and strawberries. I wanted to get mangoes but they looked a little sketchy. I also bought veggies and tomatos to snack on. Unlike the rest of the world I don't really love chocolate. Sometimes however I do crave it. Like now. I'm not a saint so I did get stuff to make cookies. Besides Tom loves fresh made cookies so much. I was doing pretty good until I stopped to get his chips.
Bravo to Lay's potato chips for their brilliant marketing scheme. "Tastes of America", "limited time" is all I need to hear. Into my cart jumped the latest offering, "Chicago Steakhouse: Loaded Baked Potato." I'm trying right? It's almost like they know my weakness. I mean once I'm pregnant I'm quitting cold turkey. Yeah, right.

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