Eating for Two

We Raisinhaters have been keeping a big secret for a while now. Check it out…



Those little red things are the toes of my clogs. They’re obscured by six months of pregnant belly. The worst thing about being pregnant – no gorgonzola. The best (but also sometimes worst) – the superhuman sense of smell. I can tell what the neighbors are cooking for breakfast (usually, burnt toast). At work, I can tell from across the room when it's time to take the beets out of the oven.

The young Raisinhater (a boy!) is due in late April and we’re very excited for his arrival. We’ll be hosting a wine and gorgonzola party approximately 30 seconds after he is born. You’re all invited.

Happy New Year!!