Dear ones,

It's lentil soup season! Isn't that good news? No? Oh. I think it is, even though I can see you yawning and wondering when I'm going to post a truly exciting recipe. Braised Pork Belly with Caramelized Fennel, say.

That piece I mentioned--the one from Whole Living (formerly known as body + soul) is here.

And here's a picture of Birdy and Frankie doing tummy time:

And another picture, this one of the shoes Birdy picked out, when we told her she needed "fancy shoes" for the weddings we were going to. I love that Birdy. Also pictured: Strawberry. My friend Ann took this photo, and it is one of my all-time favorites:

Birdy and Strawberry are being flower fairies for Halloween (fun!) and Ben is being Garfield (kill me). Anyone got a couple hundred yards of orange plush to send my way?

What are your kids being? Tell me everything.

xo

p.s. Edited to add: No! I didn't have a baby! (And, in fact, last time I saw my OB, she said that my uterus was sunken on the floor of my pelvis like the Titanic.) Frankie is Anni's baby; Anni came to live with us when she was pregnant. It's the perfect way to have a baby. I recommend it.

Hi, hi, hi!

We are running off to spend the weekend with my parents, but I wanted to link to the column I posted early, in case you wanted a great idea for your Sunday dinner. It's pork roast with cider-cream gravy. Are you dying just from even how good it sounds?

Also, I posted miso kale chips last week, and they're good, even if they sound not so exciting. Plus, not to pull out all the stops to entice you over there, but the recipe did inspire this one-line email from a friend: "how i love that you can weave a hand-job reference into a post about kale chips. is there an award for that?"

I also wanted to mention, kind of late, that I have a piece in the October issue of Whole Living (formerly Body + Soul), that will likely be available for approximately one more minute. And I have a piece in the new issue of Brain, Child too.  I don't mean to brag and I don't mean to boast, said Peter T. Hooper, but speaking of toast. . . (ten points for anyone who can name that reference).

Otherwise, it's just the usual. You know gorgeous weddings. . .

. . . and flying kids.

Have a wonderful weekend, my friends. xo