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
2 pounds ...continue reading

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For Keeps

On Friday I was supposed to meet Jeff at my house at 3:30pm. But I wanted to stay with Erika so I didn't get home until after I picked up Keegan at 5:30pm. While he was waiting he did all of the dishes and vacuumed the entire house.
On Saturday we stopped at the post office on the way down to meet everyone for the show. I needed to pick up Allie's package for Erika and Sammy. While he was waiting in the car he sent me a text message telling me how good I look and how wonderful I am.
The various times this weekend when we were in Boston with the frigid and windy weather he blocked the brunt for me with his body. And he held tightly to my hand so I wouldn't slip in the slush.
Yesterday while we were waiting to be able to see Sammy he bought a donut. He bought a jelly one simply in case I changed my mind and wanted even one bite. He knows that I like them.
All this and more is the reason I said this very unprofound statement to him last night, "Hard times in life are much easier when someone loves you."

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