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    Recipe: Maple Pear Cheesecake

    From Martha Stewart, of course

    Please accept my apologies for being obsessed with sugar this week. Last year while pregnant, my no-sugar stance was really hard on me during the holidays. This year, I’m free, free, free! (Well, not really in terms of the weight I want to lose, but at least now I can moderately indulge.)

    For the past couple years, I’ve gone to friends’ house for Thanksgiving dinner. Last year, a woman made the most delicious maple pear cheesecake. I can’t really attest to its deliciousness, but people were seriously swooning over it (and not just in that I’m-trying-to-be-polite-by-telling-you-this-is-good way).

    So this year, I’m all about making

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    Vegetarian Marshmallow Recipe

    I was flipping through the most recent issue of Better Homes & Gardens, and I came upon an image of a glass jar full of marshmallows. Yes! I need exactly that kind of jar in my kitchen, too.

    Since I was pregnant last year at this time and limiting my refined sugar intake, I didn’t drink a single cup of hot chocolate. This year is going to be different!

    Two years ago, I made these marshmallows from scratch, but I vowed never to use gelatin again. I’m a vegetarian and shouldn’t be using gelatin in the first place, but the smell of plain gelatin plus water was exactly

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    Reflections on Motherhood

    Two of my favorite bloggers recently wrote reflections about the difficult intersection between our personal lives as mothers and our professional lives. Amy of Progressive Pioneer wrote a whole essay about how she decided to temporarily give up blogging. She explained:
    This is what it came down to, the choice between the illusion of a life lived and the real, flesh and bones, eye to eye, heart to heart life lived. Pixels versus people. The gap between the life represented on screen, and the day-to-day happenings in our home had grown to an unacceptable level. I wondered when I had crossed over that murky, gray line into the territory of
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