The Hippie Husband has fond memories of cooking okonomiyaki tableside at bars when he interned in Japan. He described it to us as cabbage-bacon-omelet-pancakes. We made okonomiyaki a few times before we had kids, but we hadn’t had it in awhile.
Both kids love cooking and were happy to give this a shot. We set up the griddle, chopped the ingredients, and set out on an adventure. It was dinner and entertainment. We had a blast. Continue reading
About a year ago, we instituted Family Fun Night each week. We would make or pick up a crowd-pleasing dinner and do an activity together once a week. Usually, the activity is a board or card game. Uno Attack!, my least favorite game in the world, has now become enjoyable for me. At least when I’m playing with Little Hippie and Baby Hippie. That stupid button that makes obnoxious noises and tends to extend Uno rounds indefinitely is not so terrible when it allows Baby Hippie to feel like he is playing the game with all of the grown-ups. We’ve also been known to spend quality time with the Mario brothers (Super Paper Mario. Maybe the best video game ever. At least for those of us who never wanted to go beyond the run-and-jump awesomeness of the early NES games) or watch a movie together.
After the initial novelty of Family Fun Night wore off, I got a little tired of spending 1/3 of family fun time on deciding what dinner would be. Continue reading