Sometimes, I feel so very proud of myself for making better nutritional decisions for my children.  As we picnic in the park, watching others washing down GMO’s, refined sugar and assorted chemicals and pesticides, with more of the same, I gaze at the organic blueberry stained smiles of my children and sigh. Here, I delicately…
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Even before I had children, I loathed going to a restaurant with blaring television sets. If I wanted I watch telly, (that’s where I keep my gelato), I would do so at home. The entire point of going to a restaurant is to drin..er, I mean – break bread, with your friends and family. When…
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