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Mamma mia, you know how kids ask those profound questions out of the blue? The other day, my little chatterbox Mia looked up at me, mid-kitchen dance party (Sinatra was …
Mamma mia, you know how kids ask those profound questions out of the blue? The other day, my little chatterbox Mia looked up at me, mid-kitchen dance party (Sinatra was …
Mamma Mia, let me set the scene: a classic rainy Portland evening. The kind where the drizzle just doesn’t quit. Inside my cozy (read: slightly chaotic) kitchen, dinner inspiration had …
Okay, amici, picture this: me, last Tuesday night, apron dusted with flour, swaying to some ridiculously upbeat Italian pop in my Portland kitchen. The sink was piled high, dinner felt …
Last week, I was elbow-deep in a sink of dishes when the chaos hit—pots clanging from Luca’s “drum practice,” Mia demanding glitter glue, and Sinatra crooning in the background (because …
Okay, picture this: Last Tuesday night. I’m standing in my slightly chaotic Portland kitchen, elbow-deep in suds, Sinatra crooning on the speaker, trying to ignore the faint sounds of what …
Okay, picture this: me, last Saturday afternoon, swaying to some old-school Sinatra in my slightly flour-dusted Portland kitchen. The kids were supposedly doing quiet time (ha!), Mike was attempting to …
Mamma mia, let me tell you about last Tuesday. The Portland rain was doing its gloomy thing, tapping relentlessly on the windows. Inside? Pure chaos. My son Luca was building …
Alright, confession time, amici. The other night? Portland decided to unleash one of its signature drizzles that just chills you to the bone. Inside, things weren’t much warmer – my …
Mamma mia, the other night? My kitchen looked like a tornado hit a pasta factory. My little chatterbox Mia decided the floor was the perfect place to practice her “snow …