Playing, Loving & Surviving the Games of Motherhood
Can you believe Easter is this weekend?! I feel totally caught off guard, partially due to the early holiday this year, but also due to the lingering cold. Going to church Easter Sunday in boots and sweaters just doesn’t seem to jive in my mind. I do, however, feel totally re-energized from our days at the beach and am super grateful to my mom and dad who watched the boys for us. I love my kids, but days when you aren’t called “mommy” are priceless in their own ways as well.
When I first met my husband, the only things he had in his fridge were beer, ketchup, and a large bottle of soy sauce. I’m sure he wasn’t the only bachelor to live this way, but I would like to think his culinary requirements have expanded since marrying me. Although we try and stay away from super salty dishes, I couldn’t resist trying this knowing that Brad would absolutely love it. I mean the recipe calls for an entire bottle of soy sauce. It practically had his name written on it, and I do aim to please every once in a while. I did knock the soy sauce down to about half (I just couldn’t bring myself to do the whole thing), and I can’t imagine it could have been more delicious. An easy and elegant meal for the soy sauce lover in your life.
As promised, here is the beautiful fig tart recipe courtesy of one of my favorite cookbooks, The Winemaker Cooks. If you’ve never checked out this book, I would highly recommend it. It’s beautiful enough to be a coffee table winner, and the recipes themselves are fresh and delicious.
