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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The Difference Between Men & Women

On Thursday the power in part of the kitchen stopped working. Jeff went down to check the circuit breaker but nothing was tripped. It was only the outlet for the microwave and then the outlet for the dishwasher. Knowing that houses especially old houses can be wired strangely we thought maybe there was a GFI plug that was seemingly unrelated but the key to the circuit. I thought it might be the dishwasher but we couldn't check without removing it. Jeff decided this was a project for the weekend. I suggested calling the old owner. Jeff planned his whole day today around fixing this. I slept in, leisurely ate breakfast and then showered. Meanwhile after fixing us pancakes he uninstalled the dishwasher, checked the outlet, tracked wiring from the basement and rewired the outlet to a different circuit breaker to test the outlet. Keegan thoroughly enjoyed all of this as he loves a good household project. After my shower and surveying the dismantling and the lack of resolution I called the previous owner. I asked her if there was a trick to those outlets. She told me to check the shelves on the opposite wall because sometimes resetting that GFI fixed it. I walked downstairs and told this to Jeff who was still perplexed and stuffed in the wall behind the dishwasher. We looked at the shelves and there was the plug. He reset it and sure enough the power was back. He did actually laugh at the ridiculousness of it all. I told him I let him push the button so he could still claim credit for fixing it. He asked me how I knew it was there I told him I called the previous owner just as I had suggested.

Two different roads, same destination.

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