<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569462611915732749</id><updated>2011-11-28T08:30:02.674-08:00</updated><category term='mother&apos;s day'/><category term='recipe'/><category term='Humus'/><category term='protein'/><category term='children'/><category term='dairy-free'/><category term='homelessness'/><category term='holy spirit'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='soy-free'/><category term='holy ground'/><category term='pasta'/><category term='community'/><category term='gluten-free'/><category term='mild'/><category term='tahini'/><category term='joy'/><category term='hospitality'/><category term='prayer'/><title type='text'>chocolate roar</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateroar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569462611915732749/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateroar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Heidi O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01363357213643487994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/R6lORI7oRSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1KKpqE0aqPg/S220/family+bridal+falls+photo.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569462611915732749.post-7799166888974011252</id><published>2009-09-11T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T17:05:25.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayer's new book has been published!  The High Definition Family hit online booksellers Today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.xulonpress.com/bookstore/bookdetail.php?PB_ISBN=9781615791354"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/Sqrj8QFjlhI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/yLOlPcTcYBU/s320/HDF+Book+Cover" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380363329097405970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We were expecting to hear from the publisher in a few weeks that the book was ready to go, but Sayer got an email this morning that his book was available on the Xulon Press web-site.  We have since found that it is on Amazon.com and Barnes &amp;amp; Noble.Com as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is impossible to say how thrilled we are that the book is now out and available.  We will have our launch party soon.  Stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, buy your copy of the book today by clicking on the image of the book, above (and remember to put a review on Amazon.com).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The High Definition Family isn’t about being an ideal family, a perfect family, or even a good family, but about your family as you are now, on a journey with God reaching your highest potential."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569462611915732749-7799166888974011252?l=chocolateroar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateroar.blogspot.com/feeds/7799166888974011252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569462611915732749&amp;postID=7799166888974011252' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569462611915732749/posts/default/7799166888974011252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569462611915732749/posts/default/7799166888974011252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateroar.blogspot.com/2009/09/sayers-new-book-has-been-published-high.html' title='Sayer&apos;s new book has been published!  The High Definition Family hit online booksellers Today!'/><author><name>Heidi O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01363357213643487994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/R6lORI7oRSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1KKpqE0aqPg/S220/family+bridal+falls+photo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/Sqrj8QFjlhI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/yLOlPcTcYBU/s72-c/HDF+Book+Cover' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569462611915732749.post-3560590253154303762</id><published>2008-12-25T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T22:55:17.472-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holy spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospitality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holy ground'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>HOLY GROUND</title><content type='html'>The internet has been a blessing to me as I am able to work effectively from home, in a way that I couldn't have even five years ago.  There are times that I don't leave the house all day and so see only my family and perhaps the woman who comes to care for the children while we work.  When this happens I usually spend extra time looking at the news on the internet, local KATU, national CNN, and international BBC.  I don't know what I would do without these connections, especially as we don't watch the news while the children are up because there is so much that they aren't ready to see.  And I can chat with my friends, by phone or online.  But there is something about the human touch--bringing the stranger into one's home and offering food and coffee and warmth that creates a holy space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday at 11:00 a.m., as it became clear that my mother's Christmas Day party would be postponed and knowing that my brother's Christmas Eve party had already been postponed, I was suddenly free to do something bold that I have wanted to do for a long time: throw a big &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/SVR8EOAMTtI/AAAAAAAAADo/FEQaJY1VdXk/s1600-h/IMG_0853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/SVR8EOAMTtI/AAAAAAAAADo/FEQaJY1VdXk/s320/IMG_0853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283984674732658386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;party and invite all the neighbors.  So we printed about 40 invitations and all of us--Sayer, Emma, Nathan, Ian, and I--went door-to-door in our condominium complex, inviting everyone to a spontaneous, snowbound, Christmas Eve potluck.  We were especially keen to connect with people who are older and might be more cautious about driving and anyone who, because of our extreme winter weather, was separated from family.  Several people weren't home, the snowy path to their doors pure and undisturbed.  But for those who were home I could see the possibility in their eyes as they considered our invitation and watched the unselfconscious joy of our kids as they sucked on icicles and got their boots stuck in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really knowing what people would have on hand nor how many people would show up, I made a big pot of vegetarian lentil soup, fried chicken, and corn bread.  Sayer and I joked about how only one person would probably show up, but it would be a Party!  Then people started calling.  Then people started arriving.  At final count we had 11 extra people in our home on Christmas Eve, for a party that we had no inkling of hosting 7 hours before.  We had young and old, single, married, Christian and those of unknown religious orientation.  There was a universal sense of anticipation and enjoyment of friendly company.  I loved watching my children engage with new people &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/SVR8naj8JJI/AAAAAAAAADw/83mB1qIiQUM/s1600-h/CIMG0482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/SVR8naj8JJI/AAAAAAAAADw/83mB1qIiQUM/s320/CIMG0482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283985279399240850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and see how an expected evening alone can turn into something much, much bigger.  One of our guests took photos of everyone and everything, to email to her family in Shanghai so she could share the experience with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me the Holy Spirit is most evident when people gather with a sense of openness and love.  The Holy Spirit was present indeed last evening.  Christmas Eve 2008 will be a year that I remember for a long time, representing the possibility that is always present to be a blessed community when we open our homes and break bread together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569462611915732749-3560590253154303762?l=chocolateroar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateroar.blogspot.com/feeds/3560590253154303762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569462611915732749&amp;postID=3560590253154303762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569462611915732749/posts/default/3560590253154303762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569462611915732749/posts/default/3560590253154303762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateroar.blogspot.com/2008/12/holy-ground.html' title='HOLY GROUND'/><author><name>Heidi O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01363357213643487994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/R6lORI7oRSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1KKpqE0aqPg/S220/family+bridal+falls+photo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/SVR8EOAMTtI/AAAAAAAAADo/FEQaJY1VdXk/s72-c/IMG_0853.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569462611915732749.post-1040521642459470942</id><published>2008-09-24T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T20:58:36.383-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='protein'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mild'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tahini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humus'/><title type='text'>MILD AND CREAMY HUMUS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/SNsIiKzUVjI/AAAAAAAAADY/wKB7QaXyO9k/s1600-h/IMG_0537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/SNsIiKzUVjI/AAAAAAAAADY/wKB7QaXyO9k/s320/IMG_0537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249799173738616370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humus is a great source of protein and potentially appealing to kids.  So I've been experimenting with making a humus that is mild yet flavorful to tempt my children for quite some time now.  I will probably continue to fiddle with the recipe, but this one has been a favorite (they start demanding a taste before it's done).  If you plan to cook your own chickpeas, rather than using canned, you will need time to soak and cook them first (4 hours to soak and 90 minutes to cook, or cook them the night before).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Equipment:&lt;/span&gt; Food processor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup tahini (or 1 1/4 cup raw, hulled sesame seeds)&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cups raw chickpeas/garbanzo beans (or 4 cups cooked)&lt;br /&gt;3 med. cloves garlic, minced (mince them before adding to the food processor, or do them 1st)&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp salt&lt;br /&gt;5 Tb lemon juice concentrate (by all means use fresh if you have it)&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup plus 1 Tb olive oil&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Optional Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If you want to experiment with more interesting flavors, add about 1/2 of a medium red bell pepper, roasted, or any one or a combination of the following spices: cumin, coriander, ginger, dry mustard, turmeric, paprika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Instructions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place 4 cups (about 2-15 ounce cans) of cooked chickpeas into a food processor and blend.  If you are cooking your own, see the cooking instructions below (you will need to start the cooking process at least 5 1/2 hours before you want to start mixing the humus ingredients).*  To the chickpeas, add all of the remaining ingredients except the olive oil and water (if you are making your own tahini, see the instructions below**).  Mix these ingredients well.  Once they have been well mixed, begin to drizzle the olive oil and water into the food processor chute and continue mixing until the humus has the right texture for you.  I use about 1/4 cup of olive oil and 1/2 cup of water.  This will yield a mild and creamy humus.  Add any of the optional ingredients to taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to give me feedback about how my recipe may be improved. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* To cook raw garbanzo beans, rinse them, put them in a pan, and add enough water to cover them with a couple of inches.  Soak them for 4 hours (or overnight).  When they're done soaking, drain the soak water, add new water (again, to cover with a couple of inches), and simmer for 60-90 minutes.  How long they take to cook will depend on how fresh the dried beans are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** To make tahini, place between 1 and 2 cups of raw, hulled sesame seeds in a food processor (for the humus recipe above I use about 1 1/4 cups of sesame seeds).  Run the processor to grind the seeds until they are well broken up.  Because the food processor isn't as efficient as a grinder at releasing the seeds' natural oils, you will probably want to drizzle some olive oil into the chute after they have been initially processed to get a creamier consistency.  If you are going to use this for the humus, you will want to remove the tahini from the food processor once it's finished before you give the chickpeas a whirl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569462611915732749-1040521642459470942?l=chocolateroar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateroar.blogspot.com/feeds/1040521642459470942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569462611915732749&amp;postID=1040521642459470942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569462611915732749/posts/default/1040521642459470942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569462611915732749/posts/default/1040521642459470942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateroar.blogspot.com/2008/09/mild-and-creamy-humus.html' title='MILD AND CREAMY HUMUS'/><author><name>Heidi O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01363357213643487994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/R6lORI7oRSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1KKpqE0aqPg/S220/family+bridal+falls+photo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/SNsIiKzUVjI/AAAAAAAAADY/wKB7QaXyO9k/s72-c/IMG_0537.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569462611915732749.post-3812114429035544453</id><published>2008-07-30T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T10:32:11.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW TO MAKE PECAN BUTTER</title><content type='html'>You probably didn't wake up this morning and say, "I think I'll make pecan butter," but for those who are allergic to peanuts or soy products (which cross-contaminate most, if not all, commercially produced nut butters), you will be pleasantly surprised at how easy it is to make your own, out-of-this world nut butter.  All you need are shelled nuts and a food processor.  In 5 minutes you will have a healthy and nutritious protein source.  These instructions focus on pecans, but I will give you some tips below about hazelnut (filbert) butter, almond butter, and cashew butter as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INGREDIENT:  2 Cups Shelled Pecans (We use raw because they are healthier, but you could probably use roasted, if you prefer.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EQUIPMENT: Food Processor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/SJCgyiucHBI/AAAAAAAAACI/N2Osmin0ifc/s1600-h/IMG_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/SJCgyiucHBI/AAAAAAAAACI/N2Osmin0ifc/s320/IMG_0047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228855957552634898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Measure 2 cups of shelled pecans (pieces, halves, or whole, it doesn't matter) into the bowl of your standard-sized food processor.  Please don't use more than 2 cups, or it will be too much for the food processor and you won't get creamy results.  It's better to do more than one batch.  Put the lid on, plug in the food processor, and turn it on.  It will be briefly noisy as the nuts are initially ground, then the small bits of nuts will fly around for a minute or so, then something magic will happen, the oil will be released and the mixture will become smooth.  Run it for an extra minute or so after the oil is released and you will have a creamy delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/SJCj9bvtZJI/AAAAAAAAACg/Uo-o-msSoZg/s1600-h/IMG_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/SJCj9bvtZJI/AAAAAAAAACg/Uo-o-msSoZg/s320/IMG_0049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228859443192358034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STORAGE: We store the nut butter in a mason jar and have never had to refrigerate it because we eat it too quickly for there to be rancidity problems.  Also, I'm not a food expert, but because we use raw nuts, rather than roasted, we may also cut down on rancidity issues.  (If you know food and I'm wrong, please let me know!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using other nuts: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may also use &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hazelnuts&lt;/span&gt; with excellent results.  I watched my stepmother use hazelnuts in her miniature food processor in a small amount and it turned out great.  You may also use &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almonds&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cashews&lt;/span&gt;.  However, if you use these nuts, you will have to drizzle in some olive oil (or other suitable oil) or it will be too dry and pasty.  Apparently the food processor is not as efficient as a grinder at releasing the oils.   Pecans and hazelnuts do not need extra oil.  I'm also experimenting with tahini, but my tahini isn't ready for prime time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We mainly use the pecan butter on pancakes: pancake, pecan butter, jam, and real maple syrup.  It is out of this world and a great way to get the kids to eat protein in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY!  And please let me know about your experiences with nut butter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569462611915732749-3812114429035544453?l=chocolateroar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateroar.blogspot.com/feeds/3812114429035544453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569462611915732749&amp;postID=3812114429035544453' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569462611915732749/posts/default/3812114429035544453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569462611915732749/posts/default/3812114429035544453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateroar.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-to-make-pecan-butter.html' title='HOW TO MAKE PECAN BUTTER'/><author><name>Heidi O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01363357213643487994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/R6lORI7oRSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1KKpqE0aqPg/S220/family+bridal+falls+photo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/SJCgyiucHBI/AAAAAAAAACI/N2Osmin0ifc/s72-c/IMG_0047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569462611915732749.post-5864679945333809267</id><published>2008-06-21T12:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T13:37:44.708-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soy-free'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dairy-free'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pasta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gluten-free'/><title type='text'>Identity Crises and Macaroni Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/SF1l-Y0oU1I/AAAAAAAAACA/i2QF7EhE2Q0/s1600-h/Macaroni.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/SF1l-Y0oU1I/AAAAAAAAACA/i2QF7EhE2Q0/s320/Macaroni.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214436066054394706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/SF1lQPfcGLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/WVOx2sKURVo/s1600-h/avocados.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/SF1lQPfcGLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/WVOx2sKURVo/s320/avocados.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214435273275611314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm realizing that I don't have time to write the kind of post I would like, insightful, interesting, philosophical, etc., especially since Sayer is working like mad to get his book written (so I'm picking up some extra slack around the house).  But what I do spend a lot of time doing is being creative in feeding my family.  Nine years ago when I asked my future husband to lunch, I asked him if he had any food issues.  He said, "I'm a vegetarian."  Oh.  "What do you feed a vegetarian?" I asked.  "Vegetables," he replied with a smile.  Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the beginning of my adventure exploring new ways to think about food.  So this is a foodie summary of my family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband has Type I Diabetes, is vegan, and also avoids: yeast, soy, mushrooms, and gluten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter has Celiac disease (which means no gluten, found in wheat, barley, and rye) and is allergic or sensitive to: dairy, soy, sucrose, corn syrup, bananas, and walnuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am allergic or sensitive to soy, dairy (except cheese, thank goodness), rice milk, canola oil, flax oil, corn oil, peanuts, and a few other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My twin boys, so far, have no known food sensitivities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do we eat around here?  That's a big question.  Most things you might buy at the grocery store are out.  Most processed foods are out, because they contain either wheat, dairy, or soy.  Then there's the cross-contamination issue.  Let's not even get started on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to start posting recipes and food ideas that work for us, and might just work for you if you have similar food issues that you or your family deal with.  There's the identity crisis taken care of.  What about macaroni dreams?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the kids' favorite lunches (when macaroni and cheese just is not an option):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Dreamy Macaroni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown Rice Pasta (we like Tinkyada's)&lt;br /&gt;One fresh orange&lt;br /&gt;A bowl of your favorite nuts (pecans or almonds work great)&lt;br /&gt;One avocado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cook the pasta according to the instructions.  Rice pasta needs to be stirred a few times while it's cooking.  Grate or grind the nuts (we have a cool grater with an attachment that you can put nuts in and it holds them in place while you grate them).  Cut the avocado into small pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drain and rinse the pasta with cold water when it is done cooking.  Over each serving of pasta, squeeze as much orange as desired, sprinkle the nuts over the top, and add the avocado pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nutritious and yummy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/SF1jaPlT0tI/AAAAAAAAABw/ZOzwRIHroJY/s1600-h/Nuts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/SF1jaPlT0tI/AAAAAAAAABw/ZOzwRIHroJY/s320/Nuts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214433246075671250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569462611915732749-5864679945333809267?l=chocolateroar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateroar.blogspot.com/feeds/5864679945333809267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569462611915732749&amp;postID=5864679945333809267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569462611915732749/posts/default/5864679945333809267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569462611915732749/posts/default/5864679945333809267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateroar.blogspot.com/2008/06/identity-crises-and-macaroni-dreams.html' title='Identity Crises and Macaroni Dreams'/><author><name>Heidi O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01363357213643487994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/R6lORI7oRSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1KKpqE0aqPg/S220/family+bridal+falls+photo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/SF1l-Y0oU1I/AAAAAAAAACA/i2QF7EhE2Q0/s72-c/Macaroni.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569462611915732749.post-8639749286458766738</id><published>2008-05-11T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T13:30:00.966-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homelessness'/><title type='text'>Praying for Andrew</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/SCdXLT1W8iI/AAAAAAAAABo/mey8j4Eq8Ww/s1600-h/homeless+man+with+shopping+cart.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/SCdXLT1W8iI/AAAAAAAAABo/mey8j4Eq8Ww/s320/homeless+man+with+shopping+cart.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199220146636780066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early this week I began asking the children, as we began our evening prayers, "Who do you think needs us to pray for them right now?" and have continued this as a nightly custom. Although our 5 -year-old daughter immediately knew what I meant and suggested the names of several people, our 2-year-old twins at first didn't know what I meant. But on the second or third evening, when I asked the prayer question, Nathan replied, "An-doo." I had no idea what he was talking about. I asked him several times before I realized he was saying, "Andrew."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; On Sunday, as we drove to church, there was a man standing on the corner with the familiar cardboard sign asking for help. We routinely give money to people standing on street corners, holding up cardboard signs asking for money. I realize that many people do not give money, for many reasons. Some feel that the money will just be used for drugs or alcohol. Some feel that it doesn't provide any more than a band aid to a larger problem and that by giving to larger, homeless aid organizations, they are doing their part to alleviate the suffering of homelessness. I'm sure there are many other reasons. We have prayerfully decided to give small amounts of money to people standing on the street corner. We'll never know what it will be spent on, but hope it will be used for food or shelter. Perhaps not. Jesus fed the hungry. Since we don't carry food around with us, we will simply give the hungry the respect of giving them the ability to buy the kind of food that they need, knowing that they may choose badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I don't remember exactly what Sunday morning's sign said, except that it first asked for prayers and then asked for money. When we are with our children and see homeless people we talk to the children about our basic belief that everyone belongs to God and what this means to us. So this Sunday we pointed out to the children that the man was there, asking for help, and discussed what we could do to help him. It was only a couple of blocks from our church and there was no way for us to get to him from our car across the busy intersection. So we parked at church and Sayer ran back to talk with him. Sayer stayed only briefly because he knows that standing around and talking for too long is "bad for business"--he wouldn't be given any money by anyone else while Sayer was standing there talking with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; They talked briefly. Sayer learned that his name is Andrew and more about his journey. He mentioned Jeremiah 29:11 and that God has plans for him that are giving him hope. Sayer gave him a few words of encouragement and then asked him what he wanted us to pray for on his behalf. He prayed with him, gave him a small amount of money, and joined us at church. That night we prayed for him, as we told him we would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Several days later, when I had asked the children who needed our prayer, Nathan said, "An-doo," over and over again until I understood. I am humbled by Nathan's developing sense of compassion. I could have received no better Mother's Day gift.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569462611915732749-8639749286458766738?l=chocolateroar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateroar.blogspot.com/feeds/8639749286458766738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569462611915732749&amp;postID=8639749286458766738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569462611915732749/posts/default/8639749286458766738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569462611915732749/posts/default/8639749286458766738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateroar.blogspot.com/2008/05/praying-for-andrew.html' title='Praying for Andrew'/><author><name>Heidi O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01363357213643487994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/R6lORI7oRSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1KKpqE0aqPg/S220/family+bridal+falls+photo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/SCdXLT1W8iI/AAAAAAAAABo/mey8j4Eq8Ww/s72-c/homeless+man+with+shopping+cart.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569462611915732749.post-3754276914184974533</id><published>2008-02-25T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T13:04:49.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Man in the Paisley Skirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/R8MrPuOQhCI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Hp1XKgJXHEw/s1600-h/100_2419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171024346257327138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/R8MrPuOQhCI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Hp1XKgJXHEw/s320/100_2419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I first heard about him from my sister.  She said there was a man in a paisley skirt that she had seen daily, walking downtown.  She was worried because she hadn’t seen him in two weeks.  On my way back to the office I saw him.  He was about 5’7”, medium build, with a grizzled face, somewhere in his mid-fifties to mid-sixties.  He wore a wool hat and a nylon shell winter coat to his hips.  Below that was a dark paisley skirt.  Under it he wore sweatpants and sneakers on his feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wasn’t at all what I had expected, when I pictured the man in the paisley skirt, but he did look familiar to me.  I didn’t remember the skirt but I remembered the purposeful gait.  The skirt had no apparent function, but he wore it comfortably and naturally.  It didn’t look at all effeminate on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s after 11:00 p.m. that I am remembering these things and would much prefer to be asleep.  I know that one of my young children will awaken me at least once in the middle of the night, and then another (or the same one) will awaken at 5 or 5:30 a.m. for the day.  Why is it so important that I can't stop thinking about this stranger so late at night?  Then I know: He is a messenger for the essential truth that the human soul is profoundly and immeasurably important, and vulnerable.  (When I see him I see vulnerability.)  Yet we rarely live our lives in recognition of this truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one of my sons cries and I go to him, at this inconvenient hour.  He has a cold and asks for medicine, so I give him some.  But he doesn’t settle.  I sing to him and rub his tummy and he becomes angry, pushing my hand away and twisting and turning in his bed.  He lays his head on my lap.  I sing some more and he falls asleep.  I wait, and slowly move his head from my lap.  He erupts again.  If I only knew what he really wanted.  Then he grabs my hand and I know.  He just wants me to hold his hand.  So I do, and quietly I wait.  He finally sleeps, another messenger of the essential truth.  For a moment I have lived it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569462611915732749-3754276914184974533?l=chocolateroar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateroar.blogspot.com/feeds/3754276914184974533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569462611915732749&amp;postID=3754276914184974533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569462611915732749/posts/default/3754276914184974533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569462611915732749/posts/default/3754276914184974533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateroar.blogspot.com/2008/02/man-in-paisley-skirt.html' title='The Man in the Paisley Skirt'/><author><name>Heidi O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01363357213643487994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/R6lORI7oRSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1KKpqE0aqPg/S220/family+bridal+falls+photo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/R8MrPuOQhCI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Hp1XKgJXHEw/s72-c/100_2419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569462611915732749.post-7483148603173476176</id><published>2008-02-18T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T22:09:19.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Portland Leads the Nation</title><content type='html'>Last year Portland became the first city in the nation in which no major hospitals give out free infant formula when the baby is discharged.  A study recently completed by the State of Oregon, Department of Human Resources showed that mothers who are given free formula packs upon discharge breastfeed for a shorter period of time than women who go home without a formula pack.  See www.oregon.gov/dhs/news/2008news/2008-0212.shtml for the full press release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formula manufacturers have given free packs to hospitals for 40 years and only recently have hospitals begun to turn down these freebies, recognizing that there is a conflict of interest in accepting freebies from the manufacturers and passing them on to mothers, giving implicit approval of formula's benefits while undermining breastfeeding success.  Indeed, when I was pregnant with my first child, I was offered no fewer than 8 "free" diaper bags filled with formula samples and coupons throughout the prenatal period and ending at the hospital after delivery.  When I tried to turn down the last one and told the nurse I would be breastfeeding exclusively, the nurse pressed, "Are you sure you don't want it?  There are coupons!"  How thrilling.  Just what I need, formula coupons.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is no secret that mother's milk is vastly superior to formula nutritionally, with mother's milk containing more nutrients and nutrients that are more bioavailable to the infant.  It also containes essential elements such as antibodies and stem cells that contribute to the baby's health.  Finally, the psychological impact is immeasurable.  The mother physically benefits also, as mothers who breastfeed are less likely to get breast cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babies everywhere are celebrating (slurp, slurp).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569462611915732749-7483148603173476176?l=chocolateroar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateroar.blogspot.com/feeds/7483148603173476176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569462611915732749&amp;postID=7483148603173476176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569462611915732749/posts/default/7483148603173476176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569462611915732749/posts/default/7483148603173476176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateroar.blogspot.com/2008/02/portland-leads-nation.html' title='Portland Leads the Nation'/><author><name>Heidi O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01363357213643487994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/R6lORI7oRSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1KKpqE0aqPg/S220/family+bridal+falls+photo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569462611915732749.post-5713978745152630616</id><published>2008-02-13T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T13:02:21.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breast Milk Contains Stem Cells</title><content type='html'>There’s great news in the world of science, as Australian Dr. Mark Cregan has confirmed that human breast milk contains stems cells.  He predicts that scientists will be able to harvest the stem cells for research into treatments for a multitude of diseases and injuries, rendering the harvest of embryonic stem cells, for which there are legitimate ethical concerns, unnecessary.  See the full article at Australia &amp; New Zealand Science Alert: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.sciencealert.com.au/news/20081102-16879.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569462611915732749-5713978745152630616?l=chocolateroar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateroar.blogspot.com/feeds/5713978745152630616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569462611915732749&amp;postID=5713978745152630616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569462611915732749/posts/default/5713978745152630616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569462611915732749/posts/default/5713978745152630616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateroar.blogspot.com/2008/02/breat-milk-contains-stem-cells.html' title='Breast Milk Contains Stem Cells'/><author><name>Heidi O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01363357213643487994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/R6lORI7oRSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1KKpqE0aqPg/S220/family+bridal+falls+photo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3569462611915732749.post-6338774037385546959</id><published>2008-02-07T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T16:54:10.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate Roar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/R6s1JY7oRUI/AAAAAAAAAAY/5JRwG1618f8/s1600-h/100_2288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164279833138054466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/R6s1JY7oRUI/AAAAAAAAAAY/5JRwG1618f8/s320/100_2288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why chocolate roar? I am inspired by my son to the boldness that will roar like a lion while wearing chocolate on one's face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3569462611915732749-6338774037385546959?l=chocolateroar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolateroar.blogspot.com/feeds/6338774037385546959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3569462611915732749&amp;postID=6338774037385546959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569462611915732749/posts/default/6338774037385546959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3569462611915732749/posts/default/6338774037385546959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolateroar.blogspot.com/2008/02/why-chocolate-roar-i-am-inspired-by-my.html' title='Chocolate Roar'/><author><name>Heidi O</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01363357213643487994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/R6lORI7oRSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/1KKpqE0aqPg/S220/family+bridal+falls+photo.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wbDUOwf4Pmo/R6s1JY7oRUI/AAAAAAAAAAY/5JRwG1618f8/s72-c/100_2288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
