Just before New Year's Amazon.com had a great sale on some organic berry-flavored apple sauce. A couple of weeks ago, we got Plum Organics Peaches. While previously I was not interested in such convenience foods, even as a working mom, I've learned that Nora enjoys them because sucking solids is a new action for her mouth. The packaging intrigues her, and its shelf stable for when I'm on the go.

This is one of those times when I feel like my iPhone photo app doesn't do the product justice. Course, it could be that I was just in too big of a hurry to get the pic taken before it melted and I needed to go deal with a child who has an increasingly louder scream when it comes to sudden onset of hunger.

The concierge at our hotel needed to direct us to a reasonably fast dinner location. Paul said Italian pizza sounded good, and she made a reservation for us at Salute! on Madison Ave. and then directed us on the best way to get a cab to Carnegie Hall for a beautiful, but long performance of Handel's Messiah. (In case you never knew, the Hallelujah Chorus is not the end of the program, only of Part 2.)

"Wasting" time before a concert that we were accidentally an hour early for thanks to the time change (and our not being diligent about changing all the clocks in our house) we took a side-trip to Whole Foods. We rarely shop at Whole Foods because a) of its reputation as "Whole Paycheck" and b) it really isn't near anywhere we go regularly. Strolling down one aisle just for kicks, we came across a few varieties of Joe's Oat's organic soy- and gluten-free burger mix. It was expensive. Over $1 a burger!

We ate at the High Noon Cafe on a Friday and intentionally went out of our way to try the vegetarian crab cakes cutely named "Seaside Cakes" made from tofu and what I thought might be se