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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You Call That A Blizzard?

I am back. I mean that figuratively and literally. I felt well enough with lots of napping to head down to DC on Thursday. My flight was delayed on the way down but I got in not too late and we had dinner with the couple of folks already there. Everyone else turned up between then and Fri evening. The snowstorm caused several of them to leave the earlier than planned so some were there for less than twenty-four hours. I was delayed an hour today trying to get back because Manchester Airport had no visibility. But I got back and eventually picked up Keegan and we got home and only had a half hour until bedtime routine. But at least I am home and I got to be with him. I am dreading work tomorrow because there must be a million things piled up. And even though I am definitely on the mend I am still recovering and therefore tire easily. The weekend was totally worth it. They are the most amazing, beautiful, intelligent, gutsy and fun women every assembled. I am so grateful we met each other in college and remain friends to this day. I really needed that time with them. More details on the festivities later. I want to unpack and unwind.

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