Cravings
Cookie mogul Eden Hertzog shares recipes she enjoys with her family
Every week I post recipes that are inspired by my little Boy Wonder, Cedar, but this week I’ve decided to turn my attention elsewhere. This one is going out to that OTHER man in my life: my husband. Not my roommate, or co-housekeeper, or co-parent, or errand-runner, or co-homeowner, or guy-I-nag-all-the-time. Nope, I have no interest in any of those guys right now. Now Ladies, or Gents, we all know that the quickest and most surefire way to a man’s heart is through his stomach (really?) so get that apron on, spritz a little sweat on your upper lip, and let’s get cooking.
One of Brian’s most favourite dishes of ever-all-time is Pho Ga. For those who don’t know what that is, you need to get on it. One of our first dates (and the first time I had Pho) was to his favourite spot, Pho Linh, for a steamy bowl of this delicious soup. Read more...
Cravings
Cookie maven Eden Hertzog shares recipes she enjoys with her family
There was a time, just a few months ago, when I said to myself, “You should just try to enjoy this stillness because things will get busy again.” I wish I had listened. But you see, it was really hard to believe that then, when I was spending countless hours with an infant who was content with the falling of a leaf from a houseplant. And now, things feel very busy again. For starters, my little guy turned a year old! A whole entire year. Yes indeed it has been the most amazing, challenging, wonderful, intense year of my life. But now he’s busier: chatting, taking first steps, doing his own thing, being goofy, pacing the hallways, climbing the stars. Wow. Read more...
Cravings
Cookie maven Eden Hertzog shares recipes she enjoys with her family
I’m amazed that I have something to share with you this week. It happened: our first bout of stomach flu. For a while there I thought my breastmilk was made of kryptonite because Cedar hadn’t been sick yet. But no, it happened. He got it, and I got it, and together we were a motley crew.
Needless to say, there wasn’t much eating going on – let alone any cooking. My little wondrous foodie of a boy had no interest in anything except for bread. I tried shoving myriad things in his face, to no avail. I’m glad no one was shoving pureed broccoli in my face; that stomach bug thing is terrible! All I wanted were cupcakes (yes, I had one). Read more...
