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		<title>By: Julia</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Kathy- this blog hits way to close to home for me.  I was cooking chicken marsala last night and Sophia was eating the mushrooms faster than I could get them into the sauce, all while I was trying to maintain composure about the fact that my sinuses were clogged and unhappy.  I spent the evening doing dishes and hand washing my Wustof knives and wondering why it is that I try, while working, to cook every night.  Then i remembered the look on Sophia and Cyrus&#039;s faces when i brought the fresh food over.  Both were thrilled and Sophia even told me it was the best food ever.  So, I figure even if there are weeks of lots of takeout and adventures into other culinary places, it is amazing that we cook enough for our kids to request our food at any hour of the day. P.S.  I am now craving a satsuma!]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Kathy- this blog hits way to close to home for me.  I was cooking chicken marsala last night and Sophia was eating the mushrooms faster than I could get them into the sauce, all while I was trying to maintain composure about the fact that my sinuses were clogged and unhappy.  I spent the evening doing dishes and hand washing my Wustof knives and wondering why it is that I try, while working, to cook every night.  Then i remembered the look on Sophia and Cyrus&#8217;s faces when i brought the fresh food over.  Both were thrilled and Sophia even told me it was the best food ever.  So, I figure even if there are weeks of lots of takeout and adventures into other culinary places, it is amazing that we cook enough for our kids to request our food at any hour of the day. P.S.  I am now craving a satsuma!</p>
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