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For the first time in what seems like forever, the weather forecast shows that we are not expected to freeze for the next few days and that alone gives me hope that spring may arrive yet. Another sure sign that winter has departed is the arrival (and departure) of the Philadelphia Flower Show. The show is a big event drawing crowds from near and far and reducing the convention center area to a standstill, especially on a weekend when the Reading Terminal Market is in full swing. Having been away for a few years, we decided to partake in what used to be our yearly tradition of visiting the flower show. Sophia went as well, though earlier in the day on Sunday and with my in-laws. This year’s theme was Disney and she was dressed in, according to my mother-in-law, a mandatory princess dress. She put the princess dress on later in the evening and now our entire house (including the toilet seat and now our bums) is covered in glitter. Needless to say, we will be retiring her royal wardrobe as a cost cutting measure since our “palace”, unlike Buckingham, does not employ an extensive cleaning staff. But I digress…

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As per usual, there was quite a bit of cooking since we had on-hand help from both sets of grandparents. I made this vanilla-bean raspberry swirl cheesecake that is was divine and so very beautiful. Alas, Sophia has decided that she doesn’t like cheese and even adding cake to the name wouldn’t sway her. Except that she eats mozzarella and cheese ravioli (though we call that just ravioli). Oh well, more for the rest of us.

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And when we weren’t visiting the flower show, baking a cheesecake and getting treats from our local ice cream and candy shops trying to soak up every warm ray of sunshine outdoors, we were … living and enjoying.

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This move, our life is more than ever crazy, busy, and exhausting. Still, it is thrilling, wonderful and I wouldn’t trade it for all the sand in the Sahara.

 

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I remember loving snow days. As a teenager, I would have the house to myself and all the time in the world to lounge, read and … and sleep. As an adult BS (before Sophia), I would spend the day working from home also in my pajamas and round out the evening with a super comforting dinner and drinks. As a mom, snow day means juggling two kids and work without our nanny. It means getting up super early to work, working through their nap and then, working some more when they go to bed. There were pajamas and TV but only for Sophia. We let ourselves go, and permitted Sophia to watch two cartoons. The first was My Neighbor Totoro and the second was Ratatouille.

We couldn’t just plop both kids in front of the TV all day and so there was plenty of other activities going on. We structured the day to include self-play, science, crafts and reading. Sophia played with Laser Pegs and learned the basics of circuits.
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Eliza helped take the circuits apart :). We also learned about plants and how they come from seeds. Since I best learn through application, we planted an avocado seed in a container hoping it sprouts. Sophia checks our little seed every hour or so looking for the “leaves”.

 

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The delicious avocado that housed the seed in our science lesson became a part of our mostly healthy and most definitely delicious lunch. This is broccoli, bean and avocado salad with miso-yogurt dressing and topped with pumpkin and sesame seeds. That was served with a french onion grilled cheese. Mmmmm…. so good.
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And since it is likely that you’re already hungry after looking at the picture above, I may as well share a few more dishes from this week’s food roundup. Here we have Saba no misoni which is Mackarel stewed in miso served atop japanese sushi rice and topped with seaweed. This dish is a favorite at our house especially for Sophia. Salty and sweet and topped with crunchy seaweed makes every bite oh so very satisfying.mackrelAnd lastly, you can never have enough roast chicken though the usual method of tossing a bird in the oven can get a bit boring. We tried Jamie Oliver’s roast chicken in milk and were very happy with the results. It was perhaps the most tender and moist roasted chicken I’ve had and as a bonus, our house was perfumed by garlic and cinnamon while it baked.

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The weekend is upon us and with it the promise of warmer weather (seriously, though I also am a skeptic at this point), more delicious meals, more playing, more science learning and just … more.

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That is exactly how I describe our life in the last month or so as we took on a task of looking for a preschool for Sophia. Sophia is 3 years old and will turn 4 in October making her the right age to begin transitioning her to a more structured learning environment. Our goals were to find a safe and nurturing school that will foster Sophia’s creativity, instill independence, responsibility and social skills. Despite Evan’s and my STEM-oriented backgrounds, a school focused entirely on academics would not be sufficient as we feel the arts are critical to a child’s cognitive development.

With these goals in mind, we have toured three preschools in the Philadelphia area and were surprised to find such a disparity between the curriculum and facilities in the schools. Some schools (if you would like names and details, email me and I’ll be happy to discuss) offered small classroom sizes, emphasis on individuality, creativity and social responsibility. Children were allocated cubbies and daily classroom responsibilities (lead snack dispenser, water cup filler, classroom representative, etc) were assigned out to some of the children. The very fact that some children had no responsibilities on a given day was a lesson in itself. Other schools had no responsibilities given to the children and in-fact, forced the children on potty breaks at the same time. This, in my opinion, seems like a very juvenile way to treat children most of whom are already potty trained. Furthermore, it does not instill a sense of responsibility for taking care of yourself.

The school that stood out for us had a significant emphasis on the arts and children as young as four were taught basic principles of working with various materials and learning new techniques. We happened to visit the school on a day when the children were learning about watercolors. The arts teacher read a child-appropriate book about Monet and the kids learned how to properly apply water colors.

Tailoring the learning methods to a given class is yet another way that I think can produce great results. Instead of teaching the same curriculum the very same way year after year, teachers adapt their methods to best suit the children they have that year. For example, in a classroom that is very arts-centered, kids learning about letters may have a learning segment about painting letters as a way to learn the letter, the words that start with that letter and how to draw a letter. The kids have fun and learn all the while doing an activity that is fun for them.

Community involvement and social responsibility can be learned through doing. A particular school used a garden to teach kids that food grows and doesn’t just appear in their grocery mart. There, three and four year olds planted, grew and even harvested plants including stevia. In addition to learning about the farm-to-table concept, the kids learn about tastes and smells.

In the end, a fun, engaging environment with teachers who are passionate about their job working in naturally-lit, well-stocked classrooms with access to outdoors can provide a great learning environment for young learners. I never imagined that looking for a pre-school would be so time-consuming and I would see such a big difference from one school to another. I can only imagine what the college application process will be like. As they say, little kids, little problems, big kid, big problems.

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Last Thursday, I visited a preschool for Sophia in the neighboring Society Hill. Admittedly, I was hesitant to commit to the visit as it required me to take time off from work and also because I don’t like change. I am not sure if I am ready for her to go to school. Nevertheless, as I started walking away from my car and toward the pretty little street on which this preschool was situated, I saw old houses, cobblestones and historical markers all around me documenting people, places and events in centuries past. I took my time reading the signs because for as long as I have lived in Philadelphia, and as much as I walked these very streets, there is something new to discover. Always.

One day, my kids will be sitting in a classroom in school looking at a history book and reading about Betsy Ross or Benjamin Franklin. Instead of reading and picturing their life, it is my sincere wish that they will know what it feels like to stand on a sunny day in front of the building where our nation’s declaration of independence was signed. That they know where, unbeknownst to the throngs of tourists, early in the spring there are beautiful blooms on the oldest continually residential street in America. They will understand diversity and a fast pace of life. They will appreciate what it feels like to walk to a farmer’s market on a Sunday morning, to wander surrounding neighborhoods learning the secrets each one holds.

As we embark on the next chapter of our lives, searching for a new permanent place to live, I cannot stop but reflect on the following. I am who I am, we live how we live, for better or for worse. I hold no illusions that my life and the choices we make are better than that of most other people.

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Mother nature continues to humble us with its might. The weather has been so, so very cold. The girls haven’t seen the outdoors in forever a week and the rest of us have resigned to a super brisk walk from the car to work and from work back to the car. We’re blessed with underground parking, you see. My sister went to university in Perm near the Ural Mountains. She tells me that the current weather would be considered a warm winter’s day. Perspective.

Housebound and running out of crafting materials, we have resigned to dancing and signing and cooking and searching for treasures around the house. Eliza has decided that sitting is for boring infants and walking with an adult’s help is much more her style. Once more, you will find Evan and me doubled over and escorting her as she takes her tiny little footsteps.

Delirious from some serious sleep deprivation we decided to capture the children as they are today.

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More pictures of Eliza at 8 months, Sophia at 3 years and 4 months are here and here. Getting Sophia to agree to have her picture taken and even sit down for one has become more and more challenging. We’re not below bribery and offered her chocolate for her cooperation. Bittersweet or bitter is the only kind you’ll find at our house and as a result, Sophia has grown to love it.

Our support of local and sustainably produced applies to chocolate and we’ve been exploring what this region’s producers have to offer. Last year, we tried Mast Brothers Chocolate and this year, coincidentally also for Valentine’s day, Evan picked up a bar of this one and this one. I have to say that I preferred Tradestone’s Venezuela bar due to its rich flavor and a well-balanced acidity. Sophia is an equal opportunity chocolate enthusiast for now.

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Good times, good times. We spent this oh so very cold and somewhat precipitous weekend celebrating. We toured a house in the city and followed that with an impromptu Valentine’s celebration at Tria in Washington Square West. That’s living in the moment for us especially when you have willing and able babysitters. And because no Valentine’s day is complete after drinks for two, we made homemade chocolate truffles dipped in … more chocolate … for Sunday. Sunday was Evan’s Bubbie’s birthday and we were joining the entire family for brunch at home. Sophia and I decided that homemade truffles would be the best gift because, of course, who doesn’t like chocolate? And, who doesn’t like chocolate truffles made by their great-grand daughter?

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There couldn’t have been a more perfect way to celebrate someone so dear to us.

 

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There are days when everything happens on the same day. Like yesterday when our household had a sick Mama and a Papa who took the 4:40 AM train to D.C. arriving back home at 7:45 PM when the kids were bathed and ready for bed. I could have probably manned the decks myself. Probably. Definitely. But I didn’t have to because help arrived with chicken soup (seriously) and a spare set of hands to occupy children who needed attention. I never pictured my dad, a colonel in the former soviet army, as someone who will toddle on the floor with a demanding infant and a rambunctious little girl. But toddle, diaper, feed, and sing he did and with enthusiasm and grace that melted my heart.

DedaAwardOf all the things my father has done in his life, of all his accolades, this one job, the one that doesn’t come with any medals is perhaps one he is best at. Without a doubt, he wins the grandparent of the week, month award. Simply because he was there.

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They’re trouble these two. No, that’s not true. They’re proof that there there is such a thing is genuine, undisguised innocence. Sunday suppers are on and very much alive with some modifications. This Sunday, it was Sunday lunch at our house. My sister and I are sneaky you see, we planned to feed the kids and husbands and usher them out on a walk while we did some work for our business and took a leisurely boutique stroll to see what’s trendy and get inspired. I love Sugar Cube and can always find something new there. We may have not told our husbands about our plan and especially their walk. Oh well, the weather was beautiful and we both agree that there are fewer more attractive sights than men with babies.

Homemade pizza Margarita with fresh mozzarella and hand muddled tomato sauce was served alongside mushrooms stuffed with beet greens, friend onions and Taleggio cheese.  My sister brought homemade crepes which are divine and I made Swedish chocolate balls or Chokladbollen which was swiftly packed up and sent togo. The kids played together. Eliza tried to play along. She is quite the pint-sized flirt these day.

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We’ve been on a health-kick the last few weeks. Not because we really feel like we have to, but because I’ve been looking for a fresh set of flavors to enjoy during the doldrums of winter. I am a believer than healthy doesn’t have to mean boring and is in fact almost always exciting. For example, last week I made a quinoa with herbs and sautéed garlicky kale for lunch to take to work. It was incredibly delicious and I could eat my fill without feeling like I have to head to the gym. Besides, that afforded me the freedom to indulge in some ice cream. A local brewery is making wart ice cream. Only in Philly!

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This past weekend we made guacamole and this new (to us) tartine. Recipe here. It was delicious. There were salty, briny and creamy elements that paired beautiful with hearty bread to make a delicious lunch meal. The whole dish takes 10 minutes of active preparation, too. That was a must given our very busy weekend; We had a long-awaited and twice-postponed lunch date with a good friend of ours and her 2-year old son. Then, we ran from that to a second lunch date with Evan’s cousin who is visiting from Israel. We were honored that he thought of us while visiting Philadelphia on business since the last time we saw each other was (gasp) six and a half years ago at our wedding.

I must admit that two lunch dates really took a toll on me and I was exhausted for the rest of the day; I am not used to going out so much. Of course, the only way to remedy this is with extensive training which we will hopefully undertake with enthusiasm when the weather is a little more pleasant.

Alas, Sunday was spent at home, where we are most comfortable, with the girls. I also made chicken wings, polenta-crusted sweet potato fries, and a chermoula dip which deserves its own post.

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I looked around the apartment yesterday confirming that we are still living with unpacked boxes (more than three months after moving into our current place). Our New Year’s tree is also still up. We are obviously procrastinating and for good reason—we are spending time with family.

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ElizaAndDeda2The last four years have been a hibernation of sorts and we are finally thawing out and enjoying what we value most. Our house has become a bit of a revolving door and we couldn’t be happier. Sophia routinely asks “who is coming over today?”.

As expected, family gatherings always involve good food and even the grey of winter cannot put a damper on bringing big, bold flavors into our home.

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That’s home-made carrot soup perfumed with ginger and garnished with cilantro, lime and almond gremolata (a radical twist on the traditional) with grilled cheese. Recipe here.

Good food, you see, demands good company. There is an old Russian saying that translates to your food is only as good as those for whom you make it. The soup was delicious and helped spread a gingery warmth throughout the entire house. It was enjoyed by everyone including little Eliza who we are trying to get accustomed to a little bit of spice even at her ripe age of 7 months.

 

 

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