healthy living

Pizza is my First Love

We used to eat a giant, bready cheesy Digiorno at our house every Friday evening. Then we started trying to accommodate for poor Sparrow. For those of you who don't know me, Sparrow is my dairy intolerant toddler. So making pizza actually became more of a hassle than a convenience because I had to prepare… Continue reading Pizza is my First Love

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Supper Time

Do you spend mealtime wanting or hoping? I'll tell you what I did. I came from a broken home. My mother was a single mom who worked long hours to provide for the three of us kids. Dinner in our house consisted of microwaving pizzas on top of the cardboard box and finishing off with… Continue reading Supper Time