Monthly Archives: December 2009

Today marks our 6th wedding anniversary! I always feel that that must include an asterisk because we have been together since June 1986. My Mom sent us an e-mail, and it included this quote: “Married couples who love each other … Continue reading →

The Bothy. A wine and whisky bar found at 5482 Calgary Trail. It looks nothing like this picture of a bothy that I nabbed from the net, but it emotes the same feel. It’s a magical place. It’s cozy and … Continue reading →

Ladies, Christmas morning can be chaotic and exciting, and one must remain aware at all times what is in the oven. One must not spend time looking for a misplaced glass of Bailey’s Irish Cream while worrying if there is … Continue reading →

After work and wading home through shin-high snow, decided a hearty soup for supper would be in order. And what thing better accompanies hearty soup, than “really good” bread! Fans of my blog will know that I buy my bread … Continue reading →

You may, or may not have noticed that I added illustrations to my blog. The thing is, in prior posts, if I needed a picture to supplement my blog…. say something like lemons, I would surf the net, find a … Continue reading →

Two mornings ago, our blender, after a year and half of inadequate service, months of burning plastic smell, and occassional wafts of smoke, has died. It is now in the bin in the alley, unceremoniously dumped there by me because … Continue reading →

After the marvelous dinner at Culina last week, there didn’t seem to be much reason to try to cook, as anything I would do these past few days would not compare. Alas, we must eat, so our suppers have consisted … Continue reading →

We went to Culina Millcreek last night. From reading local blogs, anyone who seems to be remotely interested in food, goes to Culina. We found out why. It’s an intimate little place. Tables squished together, knowledgeable and friendly staff. Non-pretentious … Continue reading →

In my quest to become a foodie, I am learning that it does not necessarily mean one has to pretend they know what Gremolata is. One just needs an appreciation for food. Real food. And real food does not include … Continue reading →

Now that I got a wee bit of recognition, I’m panicked that maybe I should be eating gourmet breakfast items… something like coddled eggs with a bit of shaved truffle. *long pause* Fretting about where I would buy truffle, and … Continue reading →