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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Money, Yes. Photo, No.

Feel that little earthquake? That was the heavy sigh of a woman who has finished her last grant application of the year. I don't have the energy to hop up and down.
Jeff was the official photographer on our trip. What you need to know is that he doesn't like to take pictures of scenery and he requires people to be in every shot. People meaning me. So if you don't believe that I look angry or insane in the majority of photographs taken of me (ever) then you'll want to check out the gallery. I didn't remove the ones I hated, they kind of make me laugh. I particulary love the series at the end where we were waiting for my parents to come back from their dive trip. And that lovely red on me is not sunburn. It is an allergic reaction to the SUN. You know the big glowy orb in the sky that's necessary for life? Only I could accomplish that one. It looks much worse than it felt.
I forgot to say earlier that when we went diving my parents gave us the excursion as an engagement present. Wasn't that sweet?

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