Protein Ricotta Cheese Cake

Recently, I’ve seen several recipes for easy high protein cheese cakes. I’ve decided to create my own version to serve as a quick high protein, low sugar breakfast item. As a substitute teacher, I don’t always have my teaching schedule in advance so I was searching for a quick “grab and go” breakfast. Which is exactly what I needed for today. I paired a portion of this delicious breakfast cake with a half of banana. The cake itself has approximately 14 grams of protein from the cheese alone. With a half cup sugar, each serving is approximately 9 grams. However, if Truvia for baking is used (which I have used for years with great results) the sugar is approximately two grams. My recipe uses four eggs which helps bind the cake along with supplying additional protein. I used two teaspoons of vanilla extract for flavor but many recipes call for almond, lemon, or feel free to use your favorite. I’ve also used a combination of anise and vanilla flavoring if I feel the anise will be too strong on its own,

This cake is also a smaller cake as it is baked in one 9 inch round cake pan. To serve, dust it with confectioners sugar and top with your favorite fruit. Or, to serve it as a dessert, add whipped cream, fruit glaze, even chocolate! Enjoy!

Recipe:

Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Grease/spray/butter one round 9 inch cake pan. Dust with a combination of flour and confectioners sugar. Set aside.

In a large bowl: cream 1/2 cup of room temperature butter and 1/2 cup of sugar or 2 T plus 2 t Truvia for baking.

Protein Ricotta Cheese Cake

Add 2 teaspoons of vanilla extract or flavoring of your choice

Add 4 eggs beating after each addition

Set aside

In smaller bowl, combine :

1/2 cup of flour

1 teaspoon baking soda

1 teaspoon salt

Add dry mixture to liquid mixture. Mixture will be a bit heavy. Combine well. Pour into prepared pan. Bake at 350 for 30 to 40 minutes depending on your oven. Cake should be thoroughly baked when tested. It is easy to over bake this cake so if more time is needed, check frequently. Enjoy!

Zucchini Baking Day

Try these delicious zucchini recipes with your garden (or store bought) zucchini. My friend, Margaret, grows a beautiful vegetable garden each year. This year she gifted me with two beautiful zucchini. I had already made an oatmeal blueberry zucchini bread but have been craving chocolate zucchini muffins. I decided to use one zucchini to make a simple stuffed zucchini Parmesan for dinner and the other zucchini for my double chocolate zucchini muffins. Both did not disappoint. The recipe for the stuffed zucchini is simple.

Ingredients: 1 zucchini sliced like a hot dog bun.

Bread crumbs.

Butter

Shredded cheese.

Cherry tomatoes

Slice the zucchini like a hot dog bun. Spoon in about 1/2 cup of your favorite breadcrumbs. Place 3 butter pats on top. Slice cherry tomatoes in half. Place on top of zucchini. Sprinkle shredded cheese on top.

Close aluminum foil tent like. Bake at 350 degrees for 40 minutes. Remove from oven and sprinkle the top with Parmesan cheese. Enjoy!

Double Chocolate Zucchini Muffins

Ingredients:

1 medium zucchini peeled and shredded

1 egg

1/2 cup Truvia for baking or 1 cup sugar

1/2 cup olive oil

Mix above in a large bowl

Add in:

1 cup King Arthur Unbleached flour

1 cup organic oatmeal

1/2 cup unsweetened cocoa powder

1 teaspoon of baking powder

1/2 teaspoon of salt

Mix well. Stir in chocolate chips.

Grease and flour muffin pan. I use Baker’s Joy for this step and the muffins do not stick to the pan. Fill 1/2 to 3/4 for each muffin. Sprinkle the top with chocolate chips.

Bake in a preheated 350 degree oven for 20 minutes. Cool on a wire rack. Enjoy!

Zucchini Blueberry Loaf:

Same ingredients as the muffins without the cocoa powder and chocolate chips. Use blueberries and walnuts(optional) instead.

Ingredients:

1 medium zucchini peeled and shredded

1 egg

1/2 cup Truvia for baking or 1 cup sugar

1/2 cup olive oil

Mix well in a large bowl.

Add in 1 cup of King Arthur’s Unbleached Flour

1 cup of organic oatmeal

1 teaspoon of baking powder

1/2 teaspoon of salt

Mix well. Fold in 1 cup of blueberries sprinkled with flour so they do not sink to the bottom of the loaf. Fold in walnuts if desired. Pour into a greased and floured (Baker’s Joy spray) loaf pan.

Topping: one stick of butter cut into 1/2 cup of brown sugar until crumbly. Sprinkle the topping onto the loaf. You may add some more blueberries to the top of the loaf.

Bake in a preheated 350 degree oven for 40-50 minutes. My loaf baked in 40 minutes but ovens may vary.

When done, remove loaf pan from oven and let cool on a wire rack for 10 minutes. Remove loaf from pan and continue cooling. You may want to add a confectioners sugar glaze for added sweetness. Mix 1 cup of confectioners sugar with 1 to 2 tablespoons of milk. Stir to desired thickness and glaze loaf. Option; instead of milk use lemon juice for a blueberry lemon cake flavor. Enjoy!

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Misconception

Over the past decades, it has become increasingly clear that society believes educators possess magical powers.  These powers fuel the expectation that teachers can complete the complex puzzle of a student’s ability to learn even when several pieces are missing or just not accessible.   The puzzle pieces mainly consist of what one would expect to help a child succeed in the school environment.  The child’s basic needs are being met, the child’s psychological and emotional needs are being met, and the child possesses the ability and desire to learn which is being reinforced by their caregivers.  Children that come to school without their basic needs being met, with emotional or psychological trauma, or have a learning disability or behavior issues, often come to school with the expectation from their caregivers and even society that the teacher’s job is to fix it.  And, to fix it in some cases, without bothering the parent or caregiver and for very little pay.

From my observations and teaching experiences, schools can only be accountable for a small percentage of student success.  Most of the observations, opinions, and research in this article are based on middle school students and experiences as I have spent the majority of my teaching career at the middle school level.

On social media, I see post after post, podcast after podcast, and video after video of teachers expressing concerns and sharing their daily struggles of trying to teach children and incorporating all the nonacademic demands that society expects.  These demands include parenting, medical care, psychological care, and a host of other non-instructional duties.  And, if the method the teacher uses does not match up with or offends a stakeholder, it is certain that the educator will be brought to task.  This mainly occurs as the institute of education is a business with a public relations image to uphold.  There is also a political stake.  Politicians often run as part of their platform how they will invest in or “fix” schools.  Since votes are not won by telling parents/caregivers that they are not doing their part in supporting their child’s academic success, the obvious scapegoats are the school systems and those employed within.

After thirty-plus years as a classroom teacher, and now a substitute teacher, I have taught quite a few students with missing puzzle pieces.   I’ve spoken with colleagues and other professionals in the educational field about how to help children succeed whether their puzzle has all of its pieces or not, and I have received a variety of answers.  These suggestions include smaller class sizes, more teacher training, fewer clerical duties placed on teachers, longer school day, shorter school day, longer class periods, shorter class periods, computers for each student, more testing, less testing, and a plethora of other suggestions.  However, the commonality among all of these suggestions is that they lie within the boundaries of the educational/school system.  It is physically, emotionally, financially, and structurally impossible to meet all of the needs of each student by the classroom teacher.  However, it became brutally clear during the Covid pandemic that teachers had been expected to do just that for many years, up to the point where public schools were shuttered.  Once schools were shuttered, there was a mad dash to find a method to continue to have educators possess those magical powers to fix the current and pressing problem of how to educate and still “fix” children that had the added burden of learning during a pandemic with parents working from home.  During this time, my colleagues and I were no longer pulling 10-12 hour days, we were working 16-hour days trying to learn and incorporate online learning while verbally communicating with students and parents not only about academics but about student well-being.  Educators were still trying to be all things to their students even when being physically present was not possible.

 Gayle King clearly stated it on an episode of the Today Show.  She said very frankly that schools are daycares and with the loss of that built-in “daycare” it is a huge problem for parents(King, Gail. Today Show).  Now, we are in the post-pandemic learning years when students have come back to school with major learning pieces missing.  And yet again, society is expecting teachers to “fix it.”    But this time, teachers are saying, “No.”  They are leaving the field in droves by finding other careers, opting for retirement, or just taking a break from education.  Many schools are scrambling to fill vacant positions and obtain and retain substitute teachers and full-time teachers alike.  In some schools, students on a block schedule are dispersed for two of their three academic classes on any given day.  Yes, other teachers are trying to help and provide lessons and class coverage, but, this runs the risk of more teacher burnout and resignations. 

Society must realize that teachers are trained in their academic area to educate children. They are not trained in medicine, counseling, psychiatry, and extreme behavior management, just to name a few job expectations. Society must also realize that it is not O.K. for teachers to be treated disrespectfully by students or their parents.  One major missing piece for some students when they attend school is that piece labeled ‘respect” or “social/soft skills.” to use a current buzzword.    Not just respect or skills on how to treat the classroom teacher but for other classmates, property, and other adults in the building.  Educators have rights.  They have the right to teach without being bullied, disrespected, or having the learning process and experiences of others disrupted by an unruly student.  The sooner students and parents have this mindset ingrained as part of the school experience, the more success a student will achieve.  Each school has its own identity but never should that identity be one of disrespect.

Now is the time for lawmakers and school boards to take a step back with mandates and blanket policies.  For example, what may work in one middle school, may not work in another middle school.  Based on test scores, a county where I was teaching passed a policy that all middle schools should be on a “block” schedule.  Our school principal and staff knew that this mandate was not in the best interest of our student population.  The principal held out as long as she could before changing our schedule as she stated, “We know what is best for our kids.’  But in the end, she lost out on the blanket policy.   When lawmakers and school boards place stringent umbrella laws, rules, and procedures on a district’s schools, they are creating a recipe for disaster in some of their schools.  School demographics and culture should be thoroughly and individually considered for each school.  We wouldn’t place a size 10 men’s shirt on an infant so why would we place rules and guidelines based on the culture of one  school on all the other schools in the district just because they are a “middle school.”  With the current buzzword in education being “relationships,” wouldn’t it make sense to allow individual schools to decide how to further develop the circle of relationships between student/teacher/parent and build that societal respect that is so important and lacking toward many educators?  

Again, society must let go of the misconception that teachers and the school system possess a magical power to “fix it.”  Teachers are trained in their academic area/s. They do not possess the magical power to force a reluctant student to learn if the student is not willing to do so.  Society must take a hard look at what is expected of teachers and make some very tough decisions.  With the current lack of educators, students are in danger of losing more learning ground.  Educators must be treated with respect, not expected to work for low wages or extra unpaid hours, and not held solely accountable for a student’s success.  We wouldn’t blame a dentist for a patient that doesn’t brush their teeth, floss or have regular dental visits for the patient’s poor oral hygiene.  Nor, would we expect that dentist to work for hours on that patient’s teeth for free.  Why should we expect any different from our nation’s educators?  

Things that make me smile:)

Today was one of those days. I just couldn’t get moving. I had to force myself through my daily activities. Why? Because as any allergy sufferer knows, allergies just make you sluggish. And, living in the piedmont of the Carolinas has got to be one of the worst if not the worst places to live for outdoor allergy sufferers. Before this becomes a Zyrtec commercial, let’s move on. After all, the title does say ‘Things that make me smile::). So, after pushing through my day I wanted to come up with something quick, easy, and delicious for dinner. I had defrosted chicken breast sliced into cutlets but I didn’t relish standing pan-frying the cutlets. over a stove. So off to the land of Pinterest I clicked. I found this great easy recipe for baked chicken cutlets at simpleyhomecooked.com (https://simplyhomecooked.com/baked-breaded-chicken-cutlets/) The cutlets were ready in 25 minutes, with minimal preparation, and minimal cleanup. This was definitely a “thing that made me smile” today. I added a Knorr Pasta side dish of chicken fettuccini noodles and steam-fresh vegetables. The cutlets were very moist as I was sure to follow the directions that explicitly stated to spray both sides of the prepared cutlets with cooking oil spray. However, I would definitely use less or omit the salt that is called for in the recipe. The Montreal Chicken Seasoning gives the chicken a wonderful flavorful taste. Adding additional salt overpowered the chicken a bit. Salt and pepper can always be added after the first bite!

Fitness Over ?

Okay!  It is that time of year again.  Healthy New Year’s resolutions to be made, broken, or somewhat modified.  Personally, I like to fall in the modified category.  Or better yet, at this stage of life, I tend to make more realistic resolutions about eating healthy and exercising.  The over ? crowd, let’s just say they are no longer in their twenties and early thirties, are experiencing all types of health changes, and are hard pressed for time.  Metabolism is slowing down, families are growing ,and time is a rare commodity.  Or, on the farther end of the ? mark, empty nest syndrome is here or soon to be, which frees up some time but their energy level is not quite what it used to be and getting up early to adhere to a fitness plan or going to the gym after work requires physical and mental stamina.  (As a middle school teacher, some days I have neither.)  But never the less,  I modify.  If I don’t attend my yoga class on Monday evening, I make sure I attend Thursday’s evening class.  I walk during outdoor time with my students.  My Fitbit is my best friend as I really try to get in those 10,000 steps a day.  There is something to be said about positive reinforcement and when that Fitbit shows those number of steps rising, it is a great motivator.  I was visiting a my friend ,Vicki, over the holidays and we both were lamenting about how pictures make people our age look so much bigger than in actuality.  Especially if you are one of those people who carry their extra weight around the  middle.  I often called mine the “Larco curse”   The females on my mom’s side of the family can  carry our weight around the middle if we are not careful.  Pictures accentuate it and in these days of sharing on social media, let’s be honest, we all want to look our best and not like we just ate three chocolate covered donuts.  Looking at social media, there are all types of tests one can take to determine what type of metabolism you have, what body type you are, the best type of diet for your age, online lifestyle coaches, diets, workout routines, advice, and more advice, and more tests, questionnaires, and programs to follow.  Believe me, I’ve looked at many and even tried a few.  But what I have come to realize is that no one program works for each individual.  So I modify.  Am I successful?  That depends.  I am just not strict dieter.  I am better at moving and moderately exercising.  Some days I even exercise heavily and other days I diet really well.  Do I keep track? Loosely.  I always know the ball park figure of my calorie intake and how many calories have been burned.  Let’s just say that I am aware.  So being aware, I modify.  This works for me.  So for all the Over ? crowd.  When it comes to healthy New Year’s resolutions, I wish you the best at keeping yours, but ultimately, I wish that you find what works for you and keeps you happy and healthy.  Happy 2018!

“Tis the Season”

Wedding, graduation, and pool party season that is.  And, just around the corner, Football.  I love football season.  I am not sure what it is ,but, it may be due to the fact that I grew up with brothers and a mom that worked at night.  So as a child, I had to go along with my dad and brothers as they went to football practice every evening.  So, at the young age of seven, I began my descent into football enthusiasm.  I am not really sure what made me like the game so much.  Or, was it really the game at all at first.  It might have been being with others at the football field.  There was always a playground so some of the other “football sisters” and I would have a place to play while our brothers practiced.  Then, these same girls and I became cheerleaders for our brothers’ teams as we got older. Somewhere along the way, I learned the rules of the game.  And as time passed,  I learned not only what offense and defense meant, but also that a wide receiver is on the offense and is often covered by a defensive end during a pass play.  My football knowledge grew as my brother went from football player to football coach.  And that same camaraderie was always evident among the football girlfriends, mothers, and wives.  What began as cheering for the home team led to social outings and lifelong friendships.  Whether our team won or lost, we had a social gathering at the field on a Friday night, Saturday, or Sunday.  Now that I live in Charlotte, NC, I can truly say that I have a hometown team.  My son was eleven when we moved to Charlotte and quickly became a die-hard Carolina Panther fan.   My husband’s workday would often be interrupted by an eleven year old calling him to tell him certain Panther news that my son was certain my husband would want to know.  The year the Panthers made it to their first Super Bowl my son was twelve.  He was invited to a party at a school friend’s house and opted to attend instead of participating in the Super Bowl party we were hosting at home.  When I went to pick him up, his friend’s mother said, ” You son is a hoot.”  My first thought was “Oh, no.” “What did he do?”  She went on to say that instead of hanging out in the bonus room with the kids who weren’t really into the game, he sat in the family room with the adults and gave them all the statistics on each player along with the players background.  The adults at that party received much more Panther information than they probably wanted.  I smiled and said, ” Yeah, He can’t help it.”  “Football is in our genes.”  “I hope it wasn’t too much.”  She assured me the adults got a kick out his knowledge and devotion to the Panthers and he was a welcomed addition to the over 40 crowd.  Unfortunately, the Panthers didn’t win that Super Bowl but our devotion remains strong.  Sometimes I still cling to my New York Giant roots as they were the first professional football team I ever liked, along with a slight soft spot for the New England Patriots as they were our team to the north.  But having a hometown team is just plain fun.  Fan Fest is just around the corner and my son, now 28, has already given me instructions on how to buy tickets as they sell out quickly.  So on Saturday I will be sitting at my computer ready to jump online at exactly 9:00a.m. and hopefully score(no pun intended) some Fan Fest tickets.  If not, well the thrill of football season is just around the corner with hopefully cooler Carolina weather.  “Happy Fall Ya, all”

How to Clean in 5 Easy Steps…..

I love it.  Day one of summer vacation and my plans are to clean the bathroom, do loads of laundry, and to make my mother proud, even hang some of it on a clothesline instead of tossing it in the dryer.  I am even excited about all the cleaning and organizing I plan to accomplish this summer.  I have several magazines including RealSimple, Good Housekeeping, and Better Homes and Garden that all tell me how to clean more efficiently and effectively.  My friend, Kim, sells Norwax cleaning products so I have all the supplies I need to disinfect healthily.  My diffuser is misting Peppermint, Lemon, and Lavender oils so the air we are breathing is cleansed free of gremlins trying to destroy our health.  No harsh chemicals here.  So my first day of playing Cinderella has commenced.  As I am going about my business humming “Bibbledee Bobbidy Boo” I am thinking about the classroom I just left 24 hours earlier.  Didn’t I just do this?  I remember walking into the room with my arsenal of cleaning supplies, just like I have now,  and yes, my diffuser was misting away the germs, and, my game plan was similar.  Clean cabinets, wash counter tops, scrub tables, purge papers, and organizer everything. Then I started thinking how much time we spend everyday cleaning.  No wonder there are countless articles on how to clean, keep it clean, stay organized, and if I’m honest, I have probably read thousands of them looking for better solutions.  And if I’m really honest, I will have to admit, that I have only implemented a few of the suggestions from those articles which usually involved spending money to purchase the item needed to achieve the result the article touted.  So, I guess mother knows best after all.  My mom kept an immaculate house and she did it with cleanser, a wet rag, and putting things away.  “Clutter” was a four letter? word in our house.  If you didn’t use it, you didn’t need it, and you donated it.  My mom was a master organizer.  She would come over to help me clean when my children were babies and one time my husband commented that when he opened the cabinet to get coffee, the packages were standing at attention.  Every now and then I will get into my pantry and strive for the same result but my packages often look like Barney Fife instead of NCIS.  So even though I have my breathe easy cleaning solutions, I also have my Bon Ami.    Because when it comes to the tough stuff, elbow grease and cleanser often save the day.  And, Bon Ami’s motto is “No Harsh Chemicals, Never had it, Never will” so I don’t feel too guilty using it.  While I am on my cleaning rampage for a healthier home and being so insistent that no harsh chemicals are used to endanger my family’ s health, my husband walks into the kitchen with a frown on his face.  He states, “Algae in the pool again.”  “I am off to the pool store for more chlorine, shock, and chemicals.”  “See you later.”  I look at my arsenal of gentle yet effective cleaning supplies and cannot help thinking of the irony here.

Pinterest Perfection?

One will often here cliches that “Life is all about chances.”  Or, you only miss the opportunities that you do not take.  There are cliches about exercise,  my personal favorite (insert sarcasm)”No pain, no gain.” But my all time favorite cliche that is now part of everyday vocabulary is the “Pinterest Fail.”  I absolutely love Pinterest.  I love that I can lose myself in the imaginary world of perfect house, perfect garden, perfect meal, perfect desserts, perfect entertaining, perfect lesson plans, and perfect time management so that I can perfectly relax.  By now I am sure my readers can see a theme.  Those Pinterest artists, and yes, in my mind they are artists, are extremely gifted.  I salivate at that antique dresser so loving restored and repurposed that now it is the center attraction in one’s entryway knowing that were I able to even find an antique dresser, I probably would not even know where to begin.  Actually, I take that back.  I would know where to begin just like I did many, many years ago with an old book case that my mom had sitting in her basement.  I bought all the necessary materials to strip the paint, took it out to the driveway, and began stripping away.  Hours later I was still stripping and my teenage mind was becoming frustrated that  the project was taking so long.  My mom came out to help and if I remember correctly, took over the project after I abandoned it.  I guess one could call that my first “Pinterest Fail.”  Now to be fair, I have had some Pinterest Successes but they relate to creating anchor charts for the classroom.  If one can write, one can create an anchor chart. (For the non educator, an anchor chart is large lined paper with a subject strategy written in marker and or a graphic that is posted in the  classroom.) Other minor Pinterest Success have related to the small flower garden in my backyard,  With the help of my husband, yes I did say “help,” I am able to keep the garden alive.  Although there is one very strange flower beginning to bloom in a container that I haven’t a clue as to what it could possible become.   I do remember planting some bulbs I found in the garage that I had bought a year or more ago and said to the bulbs as I placed them, “Surprise me.”  Apparently that flower in the container is taking my statement literally.  It will be fun to see what finally materializes.  Other Pinterest attempts have been in the kitchen.  And to my credit, baking is probably more of a strength.  Enter the cake pop decorating.  I was hosting a baby shower for my girlfriend’s daughter and had it stuck in my mind that I was going to create baby rattle cake pops.  Sounds simple, right?  Think again.  First I scoured Pinterest for the cutest pop rattles I could find.  The recipe and baking of the pops were not an issue ,however , the decorating was quite another story.  The icing wouldn’t nicely surround the pops with the proper consistency so that the blue piping and white dots would stick.  The pops wouldn’t stand up in their holders to dry so that I could tie the bows on the sticks.  With the guests arriving shortly, I was in a panic.  Thank goodness for my friend, Kim . She  was in charge of decorating and took over setting up the food for the shower as I battled the pops in the kitchen.   Finally, exasperated, I dipped the pops in the icing,  and gave them a spin in some melted chocolate.   Because after all, it is my firm belief that next to coffee, chocolate can fix just about anything.  I am calling this one a moderate Pinterest Success.

 

Live,Laugh,LoveLife

As I was thinking about the title of my blog, I decided that the reason I chose it is not because I am an eternal optimist, I just always feel that any situation can always be worse than what is actually happening.  For example, I am in a constant state of Battle of the Bulge.  Now, I know this was a historical battle and I mean no disrespect, but my bulge battle is personal.  It is personal with my constant cravings, endless “watching what I eat,” and conversations with others fighting their own personal “Battle of the Bulge.”   My mom often says,” you’re at that age.”  But, what if I don’t want to be at that age?  I really want my twenty year old metabolism back.  But wait, that would mean I would have to be twenty again.  Do I really want to be twenty again.? No, not really.  I am enjoying life.  Middle age has its advantages.  For instance, I know for sure that I can walk into a crowded restaurant or bar with girl friends and will definitely have a night out with the girls.  No one is going to bother me.  I also know that the waiter is being nice to us because he wants a good tip.  No pretenses.  Additionally, at my age, I can go to the gym in my baggy sweatpants if I want instead of a cute workout outfit because, let’s face it, no one is going to care.  So, after a night out, which ends at about 9:30p.m. nowadays, is often followed by a trip to the gym the next day, because, after all,  a night out comes wih dieter’s regret ,and, even the best diets recommend exercise  One only has to look at any  social media site to see countless diets toting their benefits for weight loss.  The most recent diet, and my favorite, is the chocolate cake for breakfast diet.  Time magazine recently posted an article that chocolate cake before 9:00 a.m. was actually good for the waistline and health.  The article claimed the sugar is a jump-start of energy and the flavonoids are beneficial.    Because the chocolate cake is eaten before 9:00 a.m., the calories are burned easily throughout the day.  This is my kind of diet.  So off I went into the kitchen to make a batch of dark chocolate brownies ( I know it is not a cake but I was thinking “transfer” and would receive the same effect)  to be eaten before 9:00a.m. the following morning.  As the brownies were baking, I kept thinking how wonderful it will be to have such a delicious treat with my morning coffee. Delayed gratification would be so, well, gratifying.  Twenty-eight  minutes later the dark chocolate brownies emerged from the oven.  They smelled absolutely heavenly to this chocoholic.  I began thinking about how I would enjoy one each morning for a few days.  My girlfriend, Vicki, often joked about  how I used to bring a chocolate treat to lunch every day years past, well I was so anxious to start the tradition again, but now for breakfast instead of lunch.  So, as I stood over those brownies waiting for them to cool, convincing myself that it must have merit if it was printed by Time magazine. I decided that one little taste for quality control  couldn’t hurt.  Because, after all, even the best diet emphasizes portion control.  So I tasted a brownie, gave in, tasted another, and reminded myself that any diet is only as good as the will power of the person adhering to it.  Ahhh, will power is highly over rated.

Mother’s Day

On Mother’s Day, it seems only fitting that I write about the various moms in our lives.  I am lucky and blessed to still have my mom with me and wish her a wonderful Mother’s Day.  Growing up, mom was the youngest of seven children born to immigrant parents.  As the youngest, she often told us stories of how she had eight people always telling her what to do so that when she went to play outside, she was “the boss” or “the leader’ of her friends.  She often said how it was the depression and when her father would take the kids shoe shopping, they would fill up the seats in the shoe store and her father would say, with his Italian accent, “Mister, shoes, not too much.”  “Seven.”  My mom also remembers her mother making bread.  My grandmother would get up at 2:00a.m., make the dough, and then let it rise until morning.  Then in the morning, she would bake the loaves.  The children would wake to the smell of fresh bread two or three times a week.  One of my aunts also recalls her mother delivering bread to the neighbors at holidays.  She recalls the neighbors excitement as one would say, “Here comes Mrs. Larco with the bread.”  Apparently my grandmother was known for her bread baking.  As my grandmother was known for her bread baking, my mom was known among her sisters for her homemade chicken soup.  My Aunt Angie would often say, “Adeline makes the best soup.”  Aunt Angie left us last month to be with her parents and brothers and is deeply missed.  My Aunt Angie had great stories about family life in the 30’s and 40’s also.  Aunt Angie was the social one.  Since she and my mom are only 18months apart, they were a year apart in school.  In high school, they had a gym class together.  My aunt would often get reprimanded for her talking.  My mom, the quiet one, was often held in esteem to her older sister with the teacher saying, “Miss Larco, why can’t you be quiet like your sister?”  To this my aunt would jab my mother and say, “Can’t you talk a little?”  As a teacher, I can attest to the fact that times may have changed, but children have not.  Many of my students still have a lot to say.  Some of my other students are quiet like  my mom was in school.  Even with cell phones and texting, human contact is still the main stream of communication.  Put thirty plus teenagers in a classroom and there is much conversation.  Some about the lesson, at hand,  some not so much.  So for this Mother’s Day,  it is my hope and wish that all moms receive plenty of love and conversation from their children and the children whose lives they have touched as a “mom.”  I know I am forever grateful to my mom, aunts, and neighbors who were all “mom” to me growing up.  Happy Mother’s Day!