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A New Face

As Lesley mentioned last week, there is a new face in our household and a new member of the NHN pack. Meet Charlie, a perfect little scrunched-faced Rottweiler mix puppy. She came to us, or rather we drove to her, after a search that lasted much longer than I had anticipated. I’ve learned that adopting a puppy from a shelter online is much more difficult than going in — likely because they go so quickly and my own ignorance of not knowing how to do it. Who knew you had to apply through their website and not the Petfinder app! Luckily for me, and I suppose Charlie, I have a good friend who isn’t afraid to role her eyes and correct my misthinking.   (more…)

Thyme Pasta with Champagne and Truffle Lobster Cream Sauce

Last night was our first NHN dinner of the new year. If you’ve been reading these, you might have noticed that we haven’t yet written about our Thanksgiving or Christmas dinners. I assure you, those are coming, but before I could focus on writing about Thanksgiving, I had to get this dinner published and recorded. It was every bit as good as the name sounds, and even though its Sunday and there are no alcohol sales, I am trying to figure out how to get another bottle of champagne so I can make another round tonight! (more…)

Winter Weather and Calamity

As with any new year, this one started off with a lot of hope for a peaceful year full of great experiences, family, and friends. Unfortunately, as a newbie to this thing they call school, I didn’t realize that what the year was actually going to start off with was a lack of routine. And not being a fortuneteller, I didn’t know that we wouldn’t be able to recover from it. (more…)

Crab Cakes with Red Pepper Aioli

This year, the NHN family traveled to Tampa. It was the girls’ first time seeing the ocean, and while they marveled at its wonder, I marveled at a particular crab soup from a local restaurant, Frenchy’s. This soup was heaven on earth. To my dismay, Maddie felt the same and ate quite a bit of my soup that she insisted she was just sampling. I could have eaten a vat of that soup. When it came time for my turn to make our monthly dinner in September, I was still thinking about it. (more…)