Claudine and Mia



Meet Claudine and Mia... Mom, Jenna (from Sweet Fine Day), occasionally posts the sweetest snippets of their conversations and daily adventures. And let me tell you, these girls know how to say it like it is. Here are a few of my favorite quotes:

Claudine “When you’re a grown up, all there is to do is talk and work, drink coffee, eat spicy food and watch kids. Booooring!”


Mia “Sometimes when I get excited I don’t show it. I just wiggle my toes instead.”

Claudine (as she admires her outfit): “ooh, I look so pretty. I love this dress. People are going to see me and say, ‘Hey, I like that kid!’”.




But, my all time favorite quote goes to Claudine:
Claudine (when asked why she is so cute): “Because I have a fat head.”
And so, at this time, I'd like to give Claudine a shout out and say, "Tell 'em girl! Coming from a fellow fat head, embrace it!! We have fat heads and we're fabulous!!!"

Ps. Not only are these girls nauseatingly adorable, they also have a super rad (and smokin') asain momma who owns and runs her own bakery with her husband!!! They totally just jumped ahead a few notches on my cool list...



Tea lovin', skinny dippin' cups

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    Most interestingly lovely tea cup (by Ester Horchner) I've ever laid eyes on...

Colorful Sexism

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Awesome.

Silly stuff

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I like this. A lot.

It's the onion trick story.

I came across a post, recently, that had the funniest/cutest secret about cooking onions. I can't imagine telling it any better than Jenny from Dinner, a love story, so enjoy!

Over the years, I’m sure my mother has told me a lot of stories about Joan, her best friend from college – who I’ve only met a handful of times – but there’s only one that has stuck with me and that I think about almost on a nightly basis. It’s the onion trick story.

When Joan first got married she was expected to cook. Which would’ve been fine except for one problem – she hated to cook. And because this was forty-five years ago, before women actively, purposefully embraced the role of not cooking, she was routinely figuring out ways to pretend she was cooking so her husband wouldn’t be disappointed by her complete apathy (antipathy?) towards the kitchen. This is why she started chucking an onion in a 350°F oven an hour before he came home from work. Even if she had no use for that onion in the meal she would ultimately make and eat, she felt better knowing her husband was walking into a house permeated by the smell that signaled stews and soups, roasts and braises — meals that require clocking some serious hours in the kitchen. I never did find out what happened at dinnertime, when she’d serve him something that was more likely inspired by Peg Bracken or a pouch of Lipton Onion Soup mix.

I love this story so much and have been known to employ Joan’s onion trick at holiday parties that are 100% outsourced. (Is there anything more depressing than showing up to a party and not smelling the food?) I’m also proud to say that I’ve also come up with my very own onion trick over the years, albeit one a little more practical. It goes like this:
When I have no idea what to make for dinner, I start caramelizing an onion and then assume a plan is going to fall into place.

Cause when you cook onion slices over low heat in olive oil for even just 15 minutes, you not only have a delicious, happy aroma wafting through the house, you have the start of something special for dinner. The onions, which get all silky and candy-sweet, can be shoved inside an omelet, heaped on top of pasta with cheese, sandwiched inside a California-style turkey burger. And they can be just the thing to prevent a baked potato dinner from feeling like a trip to the Roy Roger’s fixin’s bar, as outlined in the latest issue of Bon Appetit.

(via dinner, a love story)