It was just National Cheese Lover's Day, and I couldn't be happier. For a few years, cheese was something I could only dream of inhaling. I was your typical well-fed Jewish girl, partial to Chinese food and non-alcoholic Shirley Temples.
Without fail, the beginning of a new year bombards us with resolution chatter. Will you exercise more in 2016? Eat healthier? Save more money? How are you going to improve yourself over the next 12 months?
Why are we serving our kids this stuff? Why is this assumed to be the norm? And more importantly, why do we just mindlessly go along with it? Of course, that's what they're going to want to eat if that's all they've ever been offered.