On Smart Family Time…

by Sarah on March 28, 2014 · 5 comments

Back aboard a train, and onward to Pennsylvania.IMG_20140323_144938

Mama Smart greeted me and we kicked off the next part of my Spring Break with dinner at a new (to me) Asian fusion restaurant in downtown Kennett Square.lilylogo

I was too excited about finding such incredible (spicy enough to make me break a sweat) Tom Yum seafood soup with giant shrimp and scallops swimming alongside mushrooms, peppers, and tomatoes that I just ordered a second bowl of that and (nearly) ignored the sushi on the table.IMG_20140323_205136

Of course, there was always time for leftovers later (with the extra ginger I’d requested).IMG_20140325_130807

Now, while it may be obvious from the sight of Papa Smart’s pantry that I inherited my obsession with cereal..IMG_20140324_083242

…y’all know I prefer it as a snack.IMG_20140327_173421

Breakfast was usually an oatmeal concoction of some sort…IMG_20140326_082259

…or another. [Bananas are big around here.*]

*I am aware of the innuendo.IMG_20140327_090321

I’d follow that up with a little exercise.IMG_20140324_114120

I took my first Body Pump class, made a return to yoga (after which I promptly also returned to my pajamas)…IMG_20140326_113348

…and got horribly lost running in the farmlands of Pennsylvania with only the deer to guide mock me.IMG_20140327_115524

Cost of living with family is free, and that does include some lovely dinners.IMG_20140324_211335

Papa Smart impressed with a simple Almond Baked Flounder with a tangy lime glaze, and we also ate a big batch of Spinach Ravioli with what are known as “eight hour” meatballs, because of the amount of time we exaggerate that he spends making them.IMG_20140326_203832

Papa Smart ain’t from the South, but he sure can cook some collards.IMG_20140326_152746

I do not have the patience of my father, but prefer Stepmama Smart’s easy, delicious methods instead. The Garden Minestrone from Cooking Light was perfect for a rather chilly evening, and the seven grain bread she bought was doughy and perfect for soaking.IMG_20140327_194832

Every now and then I do try to get into the kitchen. Mama and Sister Smart both loved the Mexican-Baked Tofu Tacos with peach salsa and roasted broccoli I came up with based solely on the current contents of the fridge.IMG_20140325_185954

Mama Smart: Aren’t these more like burritos?

Me: No, burritos are all wrapped. These are tacos.

Mama Smart: What do you call the hard shell tacos then?

Me: There is no such thing.

(If you’ve lived in Texas, you understand.)IMG_20140326_125401

I also cooked lunch. OK, I cooked lunch once. [Hooray for eggs.] Otherwise I ate some variation on a giant salad behemoth with a little bit of every salad dressing I could find added on top.


You know you’re getting older when the ideal Spring Break involves visiting your parents and sister, spending your days sneaking into going to the local Y, allowing someone else to think about what to cook for dinner, and maybe getting some work done. [Maybe.]IMG_20140325_163336

But I would happily stay another day (or five) on island Smart Family time.

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Lydia Rehrman March 28, 2014 at 5:31 pm

I love this post, because I live where you are talking about! I’m sure that one day I’ll run into you at the Kennett Y or downtown Kennett. It’ll be like running into someone famous! Hope you had a good visit!
Lydia :)

Sarah April 1, 2014 at 3:59 pm

I don’t know about being famous, but I do know I LOVE that you are in Kennett!!!

lindsay March 30, 2014 at 2:18 pm

can I come play on smart family farm? you have me craving collards!

Meghan@CleanEatsFastFeets March 30, 2014 at 4:45 pm


You do realize Ohio and PA border one another right?! You were so close….

Heather @ Kiss My Broccoli April 3, 2014 at 2:12 pm

“Mama Smart: What do you call the hard shell tacos then? Me: There is no such thing.” I’ve never lived in TX, but I agree whole heartedly with that statement…hard shells are for taco SALAD and nothing more…especially since the moment you bite into one that’s what it becomes anyway! Haha!

You’ve convinced me that I just need to invade my parent’s place for a week and force them to feed and take care of me…even though they only live 20 minutes down the road!

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