Le Marché St. George is a sweet little corner shop/café on a quiet street in a wholly residential neighbourhood. It’s certainly the sweetest little corner shop…if fairytales had corner shops i...
My first real job as an adult had one of those humongous workplace cafeterias ran by Sodexho, it had restaurant-style seating, huge windows and a patio overlooking a pond. I had breakfast ther...
There’s nothing more nourishing than a good breakfast to start the day off. I don’t always have time to eat breakfast (especially on weekdays), so I try to make it a little special whenever I ...
Do I miss eating meat? Almost a decade later, I still get asked that question, usually by well-meaning meat lovers who can’t imagine anyone giving up meat by their own free will. These days I ...
Italy is Eataly! That is one of the many slogans at Eataly, New York, the 50,000 square-foot Italian marketplace in the Flatiron district. It certainly is a food lover’s paradise. The first ti...
I left things too late this long weekend to make getaway plans, so I’m going to be hanging out in the city while the lucky ones are out on their camping trips, island getaways, and cross-borde...
This recipe was passed on to me by my dear friend M, she found it on Chatelaine, made it and sent it on to me saying it’s delicious and to try it. The recipe started out as orecchiette pasta w...
Monet’s ‘La rue Montorgueil à Paris’, is a painting depicting a jubilant celebration during the French festival of 30th June 1878. The painting doesn’t only confirm the historic significance o...
We spent a quiet Mother’s Day at home, a typical Sunday, really. We made breakfast; baked multigrain cereal with chocolate chips, and stayed in bed all day reading. Breakfast tasted like desse...
@adjoa and I made this dreamy heirloom tomatoes and plum salad last September when summer was just winding down. I didn’t get a chance to share it here before winter got its gloomy hands on us...
Summer is coming and the temperature is slowly creeping up. I love being awoken by the sun again in the mornings, and hearing seagulls in the distance. It’s going to be a delightful summer – I...
In the past year, I’ve made more ‘pesto’ than I thought possible – I’ve experimented with all sorts of greens and vegetables; dandelion, carrots, beets, parsley, arugula, spinach and of course...
I had no plans to visit the Ladurée in New York. Hard to believe, I know, but apparently there wasn’t room in our bloated itinerary of things to do in New York for a trip to ‘a sweet shop’. So...
The year I was born, my dad built us a house in the middle of nowhere on a patch of forest land that belonged in his family. He painted the little house an unsuitable shade of yellow that look...
Nutella is one of those condiments I always have around the house; I alternate between periods of eating copious amounts of it, putting it on everything, and proclaiming it’s the best thing ev...
There’s something about melancholy and dreary rainy days – they go together perfectly. I’ve been staying up way past my bedtime, and it’s tiring. Yesterday, I walked home under the menacing da...
There’s a practice in my culture where you’re not supposed to eat when a grandparent (and perhaps any close relative) dies. I think the reasoning is that being overcome by grief makes you lose...
The Metropolitan Museum of Art – 1000 5th Ave, NY One of the first things I did when I visited New York during the Easter break was go to the Met. I’d put off the Met for years. It was a...
After much wishing and hoping, Vancouver finally has its very first macaron shop. Yep, a little shop solely devoted to macarons (and tea)… right here in our pretty city. Of course, most of the...
For the few weeks I was on vacation last year, I had a morning routine – I’d bolt out of bed in the morning hoping I wasn’t too late, rush to the little boulangerie around the corner and buy a...
I’ve always had this romantic idea that I’d move to the town my grandmother was born, my ancestral home, and start a farm. I imagine a quiet modest farm surrounded by pristine wilderness. Whil...
These last few days, I’ve been miserable – my immune system seems to be winning the battle against the pollen. I just wish I could send it a message to quit it already with this unnecessary wa...
I’ve been away… I was in New York for a few days over the Easter break. As usual, I had a marvellous time – I ate macarons in the park, afternoon tea at the Met, ate crack pie at midnight in t...
I had a good weekend, perhaps a little too good a weekend; so of course, fate had to course-correct – by Saturday night I’d managed to dump a glass of water all over my laptop’s keyboard! It f...
It’s my sister @adjoa’s birthday in a few hours; and I’ve spent a bit of time trying to come up with the perfect gift. We aren’t big birthday people, our birthdays were never really ‘celebrate...
I’m not sure how this happened, but suddenly it’s not enough that I just buy candy anymore, I feel like I need an excuse – perhaps it’s adult guilt. I didn’t even think I liked salt water taff...
One of my favourite restaurants in the city closed its doors for good a year and the half ago. It was a charming unpretentious trattoria nestled among other fine restaurants and bars on Yaleto...
Some days I feel like I’ve lived here for far too long, seen it all, and perhaps it’s time for newer adventures, and then I go and discover a place like Sasamat Lake. I can’t believe I’d never...
Today fittingly felt like a spring day, brisk cold morning, cheery skies and a cold bright sunshiny day. There are more sunny days in the forecast for the next few days, and that makes me smil...
I guess I’ll always associate certain foods with certain memories and places, like the smell of rosemary makes me wistful for my teenage years. Even though those were tumultuous times, that pu...
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