RecipeMuncher

I’ve been waiting for this moment since that monumental day we sat at my doctor’s office and learned that we were going to be parents. When I would (finally) cook for my daughter. That’s not to say I wasn’t waiting with bated breath for all those smiles, and giggles, and toe chubs, and disappearing wrists — oh yes, I waited, and subsequently relished, all those delicious bits. But this, this doing what I love for someone I love, this was equally special. Like a chef from a 4-st (...)