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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.
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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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Bells On Their Ankles

This past weekend was busy in a good way. I feel like I finally have energy to get things settled in the house. We put shelves down in the playroom and unpacked three boxes of toys. I need something with drawers and cabinet doors to really finish up. Yesterday I ordered wall shelves for Harper and Keegan's room to put their special items on. We also found a tall skinny shelf in the garage to put downstairs for extra food storage. Mostly the vast collection of tea I somehow acquired and all the specialty sauces, mustards and jams we keep picking up but not eating. Maybe if they are easily accessible we'll be inspired to use them.

Speaking of being inspired, while organizing all of cooking equipment last weekend I found my ebelskiver pan. So I made them for breakfast on Saturday morning. I didn't make the batter from scratch so it wasn't as good or user friendly. Now that I know the kids like them I will make them from scratch next time. I left the scratch recipes to the kids who made brownies from their kids' cookbook on Sunday. They were double chocolate and came out delicious.

Jeff planned this week's menu and we are not doing cooking light recipes. Don't panic this isn't a sign of the apocalypse. We just wanted to branch out and try some other things. These require picking up a few ingredients we don't already own. On the way down to a multicultural festival on Sunday we got the bottle of sherry and had looked up the location of an Asian market. The Asian market was wonderful and I would have spent more time if we weren't on our way somewhere. The festival was a nice small event where they closed down the streets in one of the neighborhoods in Nashua. They had two different performing areas and we mostly went to the main stage. We watched the local kids' club perform hip hop and then an Indian dance group came on. Isabelle and Keegan were completely mesmerized by the costumes and dancing. We had to remind them to keep eating their lunch. And explain the difference between Native American Indians and these Indians who were from India. While the kids were in the bounce house Jeff and I ate our lunch. He went with the Indian booth. I had a samosa there but got a plate full from the African place. Eating the fried ground beef rolls reminded me of Kenya. Keegan wouldn't eat the samosa filling but I did get him to nibble the dough edge. Small victory. I still hold out hope that some day he will be a foodie. I am fighting DNA all the way.

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