Comments on: What we’re made of

By: Stepmother's Milk- advice, blog and forum for the stepmom stepfamilies and step-parents

Fri, 05 Oct 2007 03:21:34 +0000

[...] already read my tribute to him, where I acknowledged his culinary savvy, especially during the early years when we (just another [...]

By: Izzy

Izzy — Thu, 04 Oct 2007 23:44:53 +0000

Piper is disgusting. I will not provide her mac and cheese recipe, but stay tuned for the alfredo…it’s coming

By: Trixie_b

Trixie_b — Thu, 04 Oct 2007 23:41:47 +0000

I need the curry couscous recipe…….. and Fettucini alfrado

By: Piper

Piper — Thu, 04 Oct 2007 21:04:38 +0000

My dad didn’t make fettuccini alfredo, he made homemade macaroni and cheese. I am sure it was similar. Rib sticking, enough fat content for a month, formed cheesy film on roof of mouth. My step-sister, like Izzy, also didn’t think the noodles needed to be chewed. She inhaled them. And they were the big giant noodles. Giant. On one particular ski trip, I think she inhaled a couple quarts of it and then spent the night yakking it back up in the cabin bathroom while wearing her wool socks and ski cap.

By: Izzy

Izzy — Thu, 04 Oct 2007 20:01:40 +0000

I’m happy to share the recipe, but I warn you now. It might cripple you for an hour afterwards. You may want to try some mail-order brown bread instead.

By: Alice Nelson (playgroundropout)

Alice Nelson (playgroundropout) — Thu, 04 Oct 2007 19:32:43 +0000

Are you allowed to share the Fettuccini Alfredo recipe? Or is that a family secret? ;)

By: Kristi

Kristi — Thu, 04 Oct 2007 03:25:41 +0000

Hey, “The Husband”, try curry couscous. This has turned into my Husband’s new signature dish. He mixes it with chicken and an assortment of veges, it’s delicious and makes awesome leftovers. I agree, you should stay away from canned bread.

By: Stephanie

Stephanie — Thu, 04 Oct 2007 02:32:34 +0000

I am an adopted kid, a bio-mom, and a Stepmom. It’s an interesting perspective. I hope I give my stepchildren a firm foundation and a lot of fond memories. I don’t want to be their mother, but I definitely end up filling those shoes someday. For my son, I just want to get along with his Dad so that he grows up knowing that he never has to choose. So far that’s working. I’ll let you know on the rest. :)

I’m glad your experience with your Stepdad was a good one. I think my husband is a knock-out Dad and Stepdad both. It benefits all of the kids to have a Platoon at their disposal, if all of the parents are focused on their well-being.

By: Chelly

Chelly — Thu, 04 Oct 2007 01:46:52 +0000

i am glad you came from a well meshed step-family. My story is no where as pleasant, I think I rival Cinderella in my story, only my prince charming didn’t steal me away from the wickedness, he came in much later, with three kids of his own lol.

You know, I almost forgot about the Brown Bread.. The fab of it was just dieing out when I came back to the states… We had it a few times, though that didn’t last long as we found a farmers market with fresh bread not far from the house.

By: simplicity

simplicity — Thu, 04 Oct 2007 00:47:18 +0000

What neat things your stepdad passed on to you.

And I too was quite surprised about the bread in a can…hmm.

But honestly he cooks more and better than most men I know (and some women!)

By: The Husband

The Husband — Wed, 03 Oct 2007 18:41:56 +0000

Please!!… Nooo… We really like the couscous. We’ll be good.
Who the heck are these in-laws and their canned bread?

By: Izzy

Izzy — Wed, 03 Oct 2007 17:25:34 +0000

I’m feeling a revival of brown bread in a can. The new couscous?

By: Bonita Sarita

Bonita Sarita — Wed, 03 Oct 2007 17:01:54 +0000

I echo Kristi: brown bread in a can?! How intriguing. Props to your stepdad for taking responsibility for the meals. My dad’s culinary repertoire consisted of McDonald’s and Breakfast for Dinner. I still love the Breakfast for Dinner….

By: Trixie_b

Trixie_b — Wed, 03 Oct 2007 16:30:36 +0000

I sort of forget that I came from a step family too…..let me explain, my natural father died aged 32 of a heart attack, when I was aged 2 and my brother 5. After he died, Mum, widowed at aged 27, was living in a remote village. She sold up, and moved closer to where she could get a job. My Dad’s friends helped her move, actually, one of his friends carried on helping us, taking us out for day trips (an unfortunate incident of and ice rink and vomit from me didn’t put him off either). They got married when I was 5. So MY step father has always been in my life and I don’t know any other Dad.

What I’ve always said is that it takes a BIG man to take on someone else’s kids, or a big woman. It’s a hard job. But the amount of respect that I have for my stepdad is amazing, you couldn’t choose a better dad.

By: Kristi

Kristi — Wed, 03 Oct 2007 15:05:23 +0000

Brown bread in a can?????? I thought I’d heard it all! That is so great. I am not a stepmom, but I have one. When I was younger it was terribly hard, but now that we are all grown and I have kids of my own our relationship has grown too. She is one of the most dependable people in my life now. It’s funny how things can change so much and how much our growing up can shape, in a good way, who we are now (even if we didn’t like it as it was happening).

By: Myla

Myla — Wed, 03 Oct 2007 15:01:28 +0000

Platoon of parents is a perfect way to put it.