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Deal.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mommasez.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mommasez.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/781260549029700472/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>rubia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01962683474198429905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WQyridg1A04/S3chRhmGgAI/AAAAAAAASqI/uaRDci5ACco/S220/n717035018_5539.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>354</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/BecauseMommaSaysSo" /><feedburner:info uri="becausemommasaysso" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><geo:lat>37.606778</geo:lat><geo:long>-77.447755</geo:long><feedburner:emailServiceId>BecauseMommaSaysSo</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcMQns7eSp7ImA9Wx5UE0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-781260549029700472.post-4937376935501635944</id><published>2010-10-17T19:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T20:01:23.501-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-10-17T20:01:23.501-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="healthy living" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cooking" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recipes" /><title>Fresh Kale</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mommasez.blogspot.com/feeds/4937376935501635944/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=781260549029700472&amp;postID=4937376935501635944&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/781260549029700472/posts/default/4937376935501635944?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/781260549029700472/posts/default/4937376935501635944?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BecauseMommaSaysSo/~3/r9L3j-B41Gs/fresh-kale.html" title="Fresh Kale" /><author><name>rubia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01962683474198429905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WQyridg1A04/S3chRhmGgAI/AAAAAAAASqI/uaRDci5ACco/S220/n717035018_5539.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I picked up some fresh kale tonight at Farm to Family. I fell in love with kale last winter and have been impatiently waiting for kale to make an appearance at my favorite farmer's market. I squealed with delight when I saw it come in last week!On my way home from assisting on a photo shoot this afternoon, I stopped in and picked up some veggies for the week and almost forgot my beloved kale!! &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://mommasez.blogspot.com/2010/07/farm-to-family-veggie-potatoes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUEHQX87fCp7ImA9Wx5TEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-781260549029700472.post-1017754149245398242</id><published>2010-07-25T22:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T23:07:10.104-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-25T23:07:10.104-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="healthy living" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recipes" /><title>Butter Bean Burgers</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mommasez.blogspot.com/feeds/1017754149245398242/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=781260549029700472&amp;postID=1017754149245398242&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/781260549029700472/posts/default/1017754149245398242?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/781260549029700472/posts/default/1017754149245398242?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BecauseMommaSaysSo/~3/fGSc3H7Quec/butter-bean-burgers.html" title="Butter Bean Burgers" /><author><name>rubia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01962683474198429905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WQyridg1A04/S3chRhmGgAI/AAAAAAAASqI/uaRDci5ACco/S220/n717035018_5539.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I LOVE lima beans (aka butter beans).  My kids, however, aren't very interested in trying new vegetables.  I picked up some fresh butter beans today at the Farm to Family market and came home wondering how I could entice my kids to eat them.A quick Google search on "how to cook butter beans" brought me to a recipe for butter bean burgers.Interesting. I'm intrigued.I modified the recipe to better &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://mommasez.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-balcony-excites-me-daily.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkACSXs6fSp7ImA9WxFSEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-781260549029700472.post-1847746011170907074</id><published>2010-04-13T10:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T10:59:28.515-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-04-13T10:59:28.515-04:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="school" /><title>Something positive</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mommasez.blogspot.com/feeds/1847746011170907074/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=781260549029700472&amp;postID=1847746011170907074&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/781260549029700472/posts/default/1847746011170907074?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/781260549029700472/posts/default/1847746011170907074?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/BecauseMommaSaysSo/~3/26Lfe32kdOM/something-positive.html" title="Something positive" /><author><name>rubia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01962683474198429905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="26" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WQyridg1A04/S3chRhmGgAI/AAAAAAAASqI/uaRDci5ACco/S220/n717035018_5539.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WQyridg1A04/S8SGkgI2GkI/AAAAAAAASwo/qNtbrOmmbdw/s72-c/059-1.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">It's been one crummy thing after another around our house for the past few years. If I were to list all the bad things that have happened, you'd think I was making it up. Layoffs, illnesses, car trouble, etc, etc. But when something positive comes along, I really try to celebrate it and revel in the fact that good things do happen and you have to keep having hope.I got a phone call today that my &lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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