ARRREAGLES's SparkPeople Blog ARRREAGLES's Blog on SparkPeople, home of free diet plans and a healthy living community The one with the plague Let's just say I fell off the wagon. I was pretty good christmas eve for the feast of the seven fishes, only sampling the calamari panzanella and the tuna ceviche and the steamers and lobsters and shrimp and scallops and crab soup. It was a fun evening, but... <BR> <BR> It started after everyone went home, when my daughter spiked a One-oh-four, and that isn't her new bench press one rep max. We eased her into bed, shivering beneath the covers and then did our duty on the night in question (... Thu, 8 Jan 2015 14:28:29 EST The one with the food addiction and the holiday traditions I love food. <BR> <BR> Yeah. I get it all of you "food is just fuel for your body" people, the ones who can like clockwork just take in some exacting amount of calories with perfect balance with little regard to taste, texture, or tradition. You are better than me. I get it. But still... <BR> <BR> (a cross-fitter, a vegan, and an atheist walk into a bar. I only know because they told everyone in under two minutes) <BR> <BR> I love food. I'm sicilian and it's sort of baked in from birth. In... Sat, 20 Dec 2014 11:05:54 EST The one with the iron and the reflection on a good week (This blog brought to you by Touch by Troye Sivan) <BR> <BR> I watched people walking briskly, seeking shelter and warmth when the snow came down in large flakes. It clung to my jacket and hair and held onto the grasses, but left the walkway largely just wet. People moved so urgently, as if the sky were falling, and yet, I let my pace be my pace. <BR> <BR> Beauty is worth enjoying. <BR> <BR> And this week I had a few moments of absolute bliss. Small fragments of wonder and magic that see... Fri, 12 Dec 2014 14:48:36 EST The One Where the Gym becomes a Teenage Nightclub I am a morning workout person. <BR> <BR> Shhhh. Don't tell anyone. Particularly anyone I've known prior to 2013. Those are the people who, when suggesting a discussion with me prior to 8:30am, came bearing coffee and allowed a minimum of ten minutes caffeine incubation period before talking to me. Those are the people who would say things like "if it's too early for you, we can come back in several hours" -- not "an hour" not "a couple hours" ... "several hours" <BR> <BR> When I get to the ... Tue, 18 Nov 2014 14:34:55 EST The one where I get all emotional yeah. yesterday. ugh. <BR> <BR> I mean, not ugh. But ugh. you know. <BR> <BR> See, it was vetrans day, and I sort of just put that in the dark recesses of my brain and went about my business. That consisted mostly of spending my morning, to the extent I could amid the work, thoroughly enjoying the company of friends, playing a game of "made you smile" and trying to walk the fine line between trouble and outright distraction. The day wore on quickly, and then I spent the afternoon brainstorm... Wed, 12 Nov 2014 14:46:10 EST The one about Falling off the Wagon in Maine and not regretting it one bit... So. <BR> <BR> I spent the weekend in Maine. I flew off to Manchester, NH on Friday and then got in a car and drove to this quaint bed and breakfast with my wife to celebrate our fifteenth anniversary. <BR> <BR> It was expensive as hell and way over the top and exactly, EXACTLY the kind of way to fall off the wagon if you're going to fall off the wagon. I mean, if you're going to check out of your program, deliberately gain several pounds and do it in style, you really, just do it right. <BR... Mon, 10 Nov 2014 14:39:03 EST The one with the Boss Song and the Attitude Adjustment So I'm in the steam room talking to this guy Tom, an old retiree who is the center of the social life of the gym locker room in the mornings. He is loud and wonderful, always with a smile, and sharing jokes with everyone. Once you're on Tom's good side, you feel like part of the in crowd, and so each time I get a chance, I engage with him. He makes you feel good about yourself. <BR> <BR> And Tom asks how things are and I tell him I'm wonderful. He smiles and returns a reply when I ask. <BR>... Fri, 17 Oct 2014 10:24:59 EST The one with the very poorly articulated new beginnings thing My weekend was lovely. Well, except for the vaguely sick kids. Not totally sick. Not like, throw up all over the place sick. More like waking up in the night and feeling generally ungood and dry cough sick. Each day was pretty much kidstuff -- running and giggling and laughing and dance partying to hair bands in the kitchen and batman/powerrangers/starwars mashup playing with my son and art project/school project/note writing to neighborhood kids with my daughters. But then, as the evening wo... Mon, 6 Oct 2014 13:36:21 EST The one with the keystone habits Yeah. So new job. Which is fun, but also sucks. That's how it is to be starting new. There is never enough time in the day and you never feel like you're going to get over that hump of learning new. I will, and it's an awesome new job, new possibilities and challenges and goodness, but hard. <BR> <BR> We've got a week long orientation coming up next week. I'm excited about that, to learn and ask questions in a comfortable open environment. They sent out some pre-work. In it was this: <BR> <... Tue, 23 Sep 2014 15:59:04 EST The one with the 80's throwback and the alumni frat party Saturday morning I woke up and decided I wanted to get a little "light workout" on. <BR> <BR> Light workout in this case was a three or four hour walk through longwood gardens with my kids. First, it's a great way to get the kids out of my wife's hair for a few hours of much needed alone time, second, it's a great way for me to get exercise while enjoying private time with the kids. I will admit I really love doing this, and am so glad to have a membership, to just be able to drive there as ... Mon, 22 Sep 2014 17:14:43 EST The one with the early morning hot date... You know how when you need to wake up for something you're up earlier than the alarm. <BR> <BR> Yeah. This morning. <BR> <BR> What was I waking up for? What was this thing I had to be so on time for? I had a hot date with this incredibly attractive, absolutely overwhelmingly mind-consuming woman. I was getting up to go see her. The thoughts in my mind were totally and completely dream-like, taking me places that only the imagination can take you, and I was totally engulfed in them. I was s... Fri, 19 Sep 2014 14:03:39 EST The one where he works through the pain and finds his pleasure It's all in the shadows. <BR> <BR> The mornings are filled with them. The way the earth is lit by nothing more than a reflection and the distant horizon. The way my room is lit only with the faded light of a nightlight in the bathroom and the distant lights of electronics trying to tell time to my blurred vision. I get up anyhow. It's wednesday, a lifting day. <BR> <BR> Now, my back and neck have been hurting for two days. We'll call it a "shower accident" -- a reach for a fallen loofah in ... Wed, 17 Sep 2014 11:22:10 EST The one that is new and ouchie The alarm goes off at five fifty. I am up and out of the bed and off to pull on some clothing. It's a half drunkards walk, albeit minus the prerequisite alcohol that often drives such things. I stumble more than walk. I seek without lights for a something that has become second instinct. Shorts, shirt, hat. Sneakers get tied. Teeth get brushed. Dress clothes grabbed and then out to the car. <BR> <BR> It's fifty this morning. I enjoy the way the breeze makes me shiver a tiny bit. I like that ... Mon, 15 Sep 2014 13:11:57 EST The one with Metal and Lace and Words and Stuff I was walking to a friends house last night. He just tapped the keg of his home-brewed Witbeer and I thought I could use a beer and he asked if I wanted to stop by and try it at the bus-stop yesterday morning, and yesterday was one of those days, you know. <BR> <BR> I left a little earlier than I needed to. My neighborhood is this wonderful community of houses set against the backdrop of a few holes of a municipal golf course. The best part of this is the lack of light pollution. I had notic... Fri, 12 Sep 2014 10:04:35 EST The one with the story and the heavy metal and the eating I tell stories. It's sort of what I do. <BR> <BR> Life is a rich tapestry of events, of thoughts and feelings and philosophy. A dense set of fibers, creating a texture to your experiences. Beneath each thread on the surface, a fabric of what's beneath, the filler, the padding, the wonder of all the secrets you have. <BR> <BR> So I tell stories. Once a month, I stand in front of a crowd and share something from my past. Some secret of my once before, some thought or idea of my history. The... Wed, 10 Sep 2014 15:03:59 EST The one where I 5x5 for me, and for you The alarm goes off at 5:45. No matter. I've been up for more than an hour anyway staring into the darkness. <BR> <BR> This brain does things, like, think. Stupid brain. <BR> <BR> And so I roll out of bed, quick to shut off the alarm to allow everyone in the house to remain ensconced comfortably in their slumber. I slip on my shorts and my spartan tee, red sox cap and sneakers and head on out into the fog of pennsylvania morning. The drive is short, and I am smiling all the way. Mostly, bec... Fri, 5 Sep 2014 09:01:50 EST The one with the trunk and the vacation Stand on the scale. Just like every morning (and night. Yes. Crazy). <BR> <BR> One Seventy-Eight. <BR> <BR> My low last summer, immediately after the spartan sprint was 173. It's not that. But it's below 180, my nemesis from the winter and spring. Add to that two things-- I am eating clean, natural and healthy and I'm working my way up in a 5x5 program lifting, adding more lean muscle to my frame this time. <BR> <BR> So. One Seventy-Eight. <BR> <BR> And as I stare down and smile, I reli... Thu, 31 Jul 2014 14:23:11 EST The one with the fashionista and the wedding advice So I'm in the office of a coworker, and we're talking wedding dresses and diets. <BR> <BR> What is it with the wedding dress and diet correlation? I mean, there is this strange sense that the preparation for this fantastic and wonderful day is tied intimately to a desire to lose weight. <BR> <BR> I get it, really. Trust me. For the first time since I entered self-deprecating-humor-based-on-weight status in the nineties, I am wearing flat front pants. The kind that you don't wear when you'... Wed, 2 Jul 2014 14:13:11 EST The one where I get halfway back to last year So. It's like, you run and you work out and you eat better. And then you finish a crazy ass race like a spartan sprint, and you get a crazy medal, and you're super happy, but you take a few days off. <BR> <BR> and a few days turns into a few weeks. And then it's winter. Not just any winter, the kind where the snow keeps falling and the kids are off school for days and you really just want to eat that stick to your ribs sort of food. It's meat and potatoes, and hot cocoa after shoveling. The ... Mon, 30 Jun 2014 10:40:36 EST the one where I forget that I haven't worked out in a while You ever get that feeling like you're invincible? Or, that slight, gym-related amnesia that forgets how long it's been since you've really done this? Or that thing where you decide that you need to make up for lost time by, you know, just sort of doing it? <BR> <BR> Ouch. <BR> <BR> But, yay. I mean, yay? Wait, what? <BR> <BR> So, I'm dripping sweat and I feel this gnashing cramp in my left side and my right shoulder is fighting me and halfway through a straight leg dead lift with the kettl... Tue, 21 Jan 2014 21:35:02 EST The one where you resolution and struggle but get back on The gym is packed. <BR> <BR> "Damn resolutioners" I say, because that is what I say, but you know, I haven't been here in a while, at least not consistently. <BR> <BR> And I wait patiently for a treadmill and an elliptical and at the bench and at the dumbbells (because that is what I am, a dumbbell -- the kind that says "three hours at the gym today seems reasonable). <BR> <BR> And I still drink a couple beers that night at dinner, but I'm making slightly better choices and I'm starting t... Mon, 20 Jan 2014 14:41:29 EST The one where Rich lays the last few months down... Suffice to say, I'm off the wagon and desperately trying to get back on. <BR> <BR> But you want more than that, I know. My apologies. Its just... sometimes once you fall down you forget how hard it is to get up. Funny, when I look at my kids learning to walk, I always thought it would be so much easier to just get up, to just walk. But, in reality, from down there, it's hard. It's daunting and scary. <BR> <BR> So, wait. Hold on. Let's go back. About eight pounds ago (in the right direction)... Mon, 16 Dec 2013 09:20:45 EST The one with a couple more spartan race photos... here are a few of the "official" shots of me suffering :) <BR> <BR> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> <img src=""> Mon, 30 Sep 2013 15:08:20 EST The one where I become a Spartan! I know, the ideal me would look like I was in the film 300. At least, part of me wishes that. Heaven forbid, however, I get that big and people start to think that they should use me to guard some mountain pass with my life. We all know how that ended in 371. Just don't attack my right with that many men. <BR> <BR> Nevertheless, I signed up. I trained. I ate like a madman on Friday (because, well, 'Merica). <BR> <BR> So Saturday, I pull into the parking lot and put sign the form which prom... Mon, 30 Sep 2013 14:40:18 EST The one where I beat my five-kay goal (and photos!) This weekend was the 28th anniversary Mushroom Festival in Kennet Square, PA. So I made a weekend of it. Friday night I rushed home to pack the kids up for the parade, watching fire engines and politicians walk the streets. I ate at a little streetside cade with the family and we planned the rest of the weekend out. It was just lovely. <BR> <BR> And walking out of the building, there was a few information booths for the festival itself. Listing of vendors and times for performers. The stree... Mon, 9 Sep 2013 15:46:53 EST The one where sweat, ew. 8:05 PM. The sun going down on a small town in Pennsylvania. I'm feeling a little lethargic due to two days of non-ideal eating (pasta twice in a single day? Well, there was a pasta bar at work, what was I going to do, NOT eat the tortellini with alfredo sauce? At least I added loads of veggies to it). So I decided to wreck my workout. <BR> <BR> Step 1: Get your run on. <BR> <BR> <img src=""> <BR> <BR> Once you get your shoes on. Once... Thu, 22 Aug 2013 09:57:24 EST The one where a decade ago returns Friday. Somewhere beyond the hours of traffic on the garden state parkway (which incidentally, was more like a park-way than a high-way), I arrived at a quaint little hotel in middle of bustling Morristown, New Jersey to see a friend of mine from my Fraternity days married to the first girl he ever asked out 23 years ago, who, through the miracles of facebook and persistence finally said yes to a date all those years later and was fixin' to say yes on a permanent basis that evening. <BR> <BR... Sun, 18 Aug 2013 11:55:02 EST The one where I cry a little I am either going to emotionally eat tonight or not eat at all. <BR> Currently, lunch has gone to the latter. <BR> <BR> My seven year old niece, I have just learned, is suffering late stage renal failure. My brother is currently inconsolable. He's lost in a world of dialysis and transplant options. He's not ready to talk to his large family about any of this. I don't blame him. <BR> <BR> My niece is a beautiful little girl, small and full of smiles. She is so very attached to her mother an... Thu, 15 Aug 2013 14:16:00 EST the one about the cape (with photos...) Seven days, lots more eating than was entirely necessary, but it was too full of nostalgia and importance not to. <BR> <BR> Besides, I felt great. <BR> <BR> Flashback: Last year, July Fourth Week-- Outer Banks, North Carolina. I'm on the beach, mostly oblivious to the world, getting sunburnt at the chalet (calling it a beach house undermines the enormity of the place my father-in-law judged was appropriate for his family. The thing had a flipping elevator, so it was a chalet by the sea, da... Sun, 11 Aug 2013 10:39:44 EST The one where I shake-it like I just don't care Woke up this morning. Did my fifty pushups. Went to the scale as I do every morning. <BR> (I know, I know, don't weigh yourself every day. But I'm a Quantified self, for crying out loud. I measure stuff for the sake of measuring stuff. And more data is better than less data, and, well... just leave me alone. I like to do it) <BR> <BR> *blink blink* 175.6? *blink blink* <BR> <BR> In my fatty days, 175 was my GOAL weight. 175 was the weight that I said I'd go out and drop some ungodly amount ... Fri, 19 Jul 2013 08:37:55 EST The one with the kids comments and my peepers getting weepy "Daddy. you're sweaty" my middle daughter says while giggling her little tushy off watching me do kettlebells in the basement. "You're all drippy and stuff" <BR> <BR> And I was. I mean, like, crazy drippy. Which makes me feel really, really good. (not so sexy, at least, not at the moment, but good). <BR> <BR> I've taken to doing my home workouts wearing nothing but athletic underpants. I wish they had superhero symbols on them. This is an idea that I should consider going into business for... Wed, 17 Jul 2013 22:10:58 EST The one where I find myself at a random birthday party I moved into my neighborhood in PA in March after changing jobs. It was a big move, from VA to PA, from the corporate consulting lifestyle to the corporate lifestyle, from suburban to rural. <BR> <BR> So, it's taken some adaptation. But I've used it as an excuse to really get my body back (and incidentally, that's working well) and change a lot about my life. We've signed up for a CSA, have been cooking new recipes daily, and really, just sort of kicking ass at life. <BR> <BR> [Note Bene-- ... Sun, 14 Jul 2013 22:57:45 EST The one where I eat a steak and don't worry about it INDULGENCE. <BR> <BR> So today, I joyfully embark on an adventure where I will, without being angry at myself, eat what I want fully and completely without care or consideration. It is my planned day of indulgence, and I am joyfully and willfully and happily entering into the day with my fourth cup of coffee and the enjoyment of having played batman on the floor of the playroom with my three year old for the last hour. <BR> <BR> See, I sometimes do things that are fun and exciting and not ... Sat, 13 Jul 2013 09:59:22 EST The one where the ninjas try to sabotage me but I survive So. I'm in training. <BR> (please, make it stop. I dislike training that feels too simple to be spending four full days on...) <BR> I'm convinced that they put me in training to dull my senses, so that they can sneak up on me and jab me in the heart with a giant stick of kielbasa or tie me up with Twizzlers and force feed me fatty disgusting foods. <BR> <BR> It's an ambush. I know it. <BR> <BR> And this training is about six sigma. and part of that is about quality. So my instructors have b... Wed, 10 Jul 2013 21:17:26 EST The one where I notice that I don't hate the way I look naked. Mornings. They suck. <BR> <BR> No matter how much I wake in the morning, my circadian rhythm is such that I want to be up when it is dark and cool and asleep when the sun is out. Mornings are not my friend. I have choice words for them. <BR> <BR> To wake myself up, every morning I slam down 50 pushups, laying on the floor of my closet before I move to the bathroom to shower and work through my morning routine. Today I pushed forty-two out before a break. I pushed the last eight out a few se... Mon, 8 Jul 2013 08:59:33 EST The one where I make a healthy barbeque to show my family how it's done Dilemma: Parents (sicilian) coming with brother (heavy duty athlete, can eat anything due to that) to have a barbeque at our house, all kids included <BR> <BR> Solution: Stick to diet, prove that you can eat your pants off with flavor and still keep it copacetic. <BR> <BR> CHALLENGE ACCEPTED. <BR> <BR> So I looked at recipes-- and frankly looked to make it healthy, yummy, and not avoid dessert. So I found this lamb burger with light tzatziki sauce, and these really cool "new england turkey... Sun, 7 Jul 2013 15:33:01 EST The one where you fall off the wagon July Fourth is a holiday that screams for falling off the wagon. <BR> <BR> I didn't disappoint the screamers. <BR> <BR> Although I kept it to only bouncing over my goal by three hundred calories, I feel disgusting this morning and if I go back and do the forensics on it all, I am guessing the excess sodium in my cousins famous simple sweedish meatballs would do the trick (who would have thought combining grape jelly and chipotle honey would make the perfect sauce). <BR> <BR> Nevertheless, ... Fri, 5 Jul 2013 06:34:05 EST the one about exercise and diet making a difference... I mentioned that I track everything, right? like more than is tracked here. I track what I read and my commute time -- a total quantified self. <BR> <BR> Well, in June, I did 1000 pushups. I also completed more than 1000 fitness minutes. <BR> <BR> I also lost a lot of weight. Sitting now at 179, a weight I haven't seen since I graduated college. <BR> <BR> And I think it has to do with my intensity and my dedication to this whole exercise routine. And mixing it up. Kettlebells, elliptical, ... Tue, 2 Jul 2013 11:56:52 EST Another first week feeling... I get bored easily. It's a known fact. If you can keep me interested, I'll happily be loyal. But if I get too bored, I start crashing around looking for another shiny object. <BR> <BR> So I've decided this week to treat it like the first week of a new routine. I'll find things to do that are different and keep me interested so I can become more habitual in my work. I've done a lot of exercise in the last few weeks, been good at tracking my exercise and my activity and my food, and now am ram... Mon, 24 Jun 2013 09:31:37 EST Pounding the Kettlebell Let's talk about a heart-beating, badass workout. I cranked through my first kettlebell class at the gym this morning and my body is screaming out in all the right ways. <BR> <BR> AND THEN, I added it to sparkpeople and it said 1200 calories burned for an hour class. <BR> <BR> I didn't buy it, I mean, it can't possibly be, no matter how tired I was, it can't be a bigger than my runs sort of number like that, could it? Well, the researcher in me went and looked-- and all the research seems t... Sat, 22 Jun 2013 15:07:44 EST The Memory of a Hero <img src=""> <BR> <BR> Today is the anniversary of the death of my cousin, SFC Jared C. Monti. Jared was killed in combat in Afghanistan while going above and beyond the call of duty to never, ever leave a fallen soldier behind. He was 30 years old. His actions earned him a CMOH, the first to be given by President Obama, and the sixth for actions in Iraq and Afghanistan. <BR> <BR> He was, without question, a great man. His soldiers loo... Fri, 21 Jun 2013 11:04:09 EST Keeping it interesting... I'll admit it. I get bored easily. <BR> <BR> Life is so amazing and there are so many new and interesting things out there that I have a hard time keeping myself tied to one thing for too long. My workouts, and my activity in general is fraught on all sides with my attraction to the next shiny object and my personal sense of doing what's new and interesting. <BR> <BR> So workouts can sometimes be both tedious and completely and utterly draining. <BR> <BR> But recently, I've found a few thi... Thu, 20 Jun 2013 10:03:11 EST Piglet and Pooh I bumped into a blog that had an A. A. Milne quote at the top. I've always been a bit of a book guy, and children's books are no exception to this. It made me reflect again at how amazingly simple language can have such a profound impact. <BR> <BR> Which reminded me of this image which shares a sentiment that is quite powerful to me, and I hope to you too... <BR> <BR> <img src=""> <BR> (it is reproduced a billion times on google-- eno... Wed, 19 Jun 2013 10:26:28 EST Waxing Philosophical Some days I wake up and my brain has been in operation at a meta-layer I'm not ready for. It turns on some sort of quote engine and the waves it sends me surfing are dense with thought and meaning. <BR> <BR> Why is it we spend so much time in a state of elated anticipation? Why is it we get disappointed when the moment isn't perfect as it was in our head when we could edit it endlessly to perfection? <BR> <BR> And then as these questions continue to push back and forth in my head I'm caught... Mon, 17 Jun 2013 15:16:45 EST Dedication Frustration Yeah, intensity. Right? <BR> <BR> Well, as I continue to drive through this fitness thing with a vengeance, I am becoming increasingly frustrated with the barriers I see around me. It's little things that try my patience -- the dinner invitations where the ideal spot is a fancy place where three courses before dessert is normal, the "can we grab a danish and coffee and talk" requests, the drinks sent over to me at evening speaking events (thanks for the compliment, though, I'm going to assum... Fri, 14 Jun 2013 09:40:05 EST The plague of intensity Clarity seems to come in strange moments for me. Today it comes as I'm about to carve out an important meeting presentation -- craft it into something that not only conveys the right message in the exact way the audience can consume it with respect to tone and tenor, but is artful and beautiful and full of all the things that make what I do worthwhile. <BR> <BR> It is due tomorrow. I'm not hardly there. But the pressure is bringing out the best in me. <BR> <BR> And it dawns, because that i... Wed, 12 Jun 2013 09:01:35 EST On reading and weekends... Reading is one of the things I most like to do. I've been actively (obsessively) tracking it in the same way that we track calories here at Sparkpeople. Like, seriously, I'm crazy. I take down the author and the title, the date I finish the book, the number of pages, the dewey decimal number, the original publication date and then I put it in this database I've created. Now I have this incredibly rich table of statistics around what I read (Malcom Gladwell and other economists might enjoy the... Sun, 9 Jun 2013 10:26:57 EST Wasting time My cousin's husband just completed a Tough Mudder. I have to admit, I'm not ready this year. I need to pull a team together for next year, and then I have to make it a reality to do this. I'm feeling very dedicated, but really, this is a day two-- when my resolve is highest. Ask me on Fathers day when I really crave a big old cheeseburger smothered with guacamole and I'm sure it will be a different story. <BR> <BR> But the reality is I waste time often. I'm a pretty good guy all things consi... Mon, 3 Jun 2013 11:47:41 EST On Vegetables and Beer and food as sustenance only The CSA starts its outpouring of fresh organic vegetables next week, and an added strawberry festival tomorrow and I'm actively recovering from more than a week in China where my hosts fed me like keeping an obese american fat was their idea of fun. I can hardly speak to what I ate (and thus, did not log it), but I can recognize that it wasn't crisp vegetables and low calorie inputs (although, it's fair to point out, lack of dairy = no worries about food cooked in butter). <BR> <BR> I have, ... Fri, 31 May 2013 14:40:35 EST The barbecue dilemma I have my side of the family coming over for a barbecue today. This means eating outside of my calorie goal, even if I try not to. One of the historical flaws of being from a large italian family is that we cookl a significant amount more than we need to as a matter of course when we're having people over. It's rude to run out of food, and we graze all day in the kitchen and out. My mother can turn any three ingredients into a meal in a matter of minutes, like a macguyver of the kitchen. I've... Sat, 1 Sep 2012 12:10:31 EST