Having a blog and a baby simultaneously are hard.
We knew this, of course, but it still bears repeating. Having time to cook sophisticated meals in the midst of my grow-your-own-roommate project is challenging.
Luckily, Russia’s national soup, shchi, was not sophisticated.
About a year ago, Emily was out and I didn’t have a dinner plan. I scrolled through my Pepperplate app on my iPad, looking for something worth cooking, when I found something I’d tagged from my bachelor days: koshari.
I’ve had a bear of a cold the last couple of days, one of those knock-you-on-your-cheeks deals that left me generally interested in one thing: sitting on the couch, drinking tea.