Mom's Kitchen Handbook

A Not-so-Dirty Little Secret

 

I’ve been keeping a secret. I’ve never been very good at secrets, at least not the happy kind. Take, for instance, how I handled the first three months of my pregnancies, a time when common sense dictates that you keep this news between you and your beloved. But each night, I’d have to confess to Mr. Mom’s Kitchen the names of all the people to whom I’d spilled the beans that day. At first, my sister, my best friend, my dad. Soon, a neighbor, a cousin on the East Coast, a friend’s mother.  Ultimately, the UPS guy, the lady who loaned me a pen at the post office, the telemarketer calling to sell me a timeshare.

And so you can imagine how it’s been to keep a very good secret from all of you. But it’s 2015 now, and I can’t do it one second longer.

I’M WRITING A NEW COOKBOOK.

Cue the Pointer Sisters, I’m so excited!!!”

This time I’m turning my attention from lunch to breakfast, with a book all about getting a meal in front of your family before they spill out the door and into their day. I’ve been knee deep in eggs and oatmeal for months, feeding my family breakfast for breakfast, for lunch, and for dinner.  Repeat.

I’ve been doing my best to spend time here, but writing the book has meant a little less room  for the blog.. I’m approaching the finish line, though, with the  deadline for my manuscript just a few months away. As I round the corner,  I’d love to get your input on all things breakfast. For example:

Pretty please, do tell. Any and all breakfast musings, gripes, and advice are most welcome in the comments section below.

Now I’m off to eat those pancakes. It is my job, after all.

 

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