Sometimes it's hard to be pregnant and write about food. Okay, it's always a little difficult to eat food while nauseously pregnant, much less write about it afterwards. That explains both my lack of a column last week (when a high level of stress even for me made it worse) and why I'm writing this post at just shy of 4:30am on the Thursday that it's due (which also has something to do with stress). I tend to do whatever is the opposite of comfort eating -- comfort fasting? That doesn't sound right, but I'll go with it.
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Recipes and pretty pictures of how we made broiled bison steaks, honey carrots & onions, red kale & onions, and red & white mashed potatoes (yes, we; my man is a fantastic gluten-free cook on his own volition):
