Can it really have been TWO years already? Two years since I started writing this blog, on a New Years’ Day when W was two and sat on the countertop peeling garlic cloves for my soup, and Lou didn’t even exist. Looking back over the past twelve months I can’t compose any sort of impressive retrospective – I didn’t make any people, run any marathons, make the New York Times best-seller list or appear on Oprah, but my dad survived a heart attack, my sister and her kids moved in across the street, I visited Vancouver, the Okanagan, Tofino, Vegas and Toronto (where I shoved a ham up a turkey on national TV) and on the career front I was asked to join the team of bloggers on Good Bite, and I landed a position as the new food editor of Parents Canada magazine. The book thing is hovering in purgatory, so I can’t say I’ve pulled that off. Other than that we mostly ateContinue reading