“All human history attests That happiness for man, – the hungry sinner! – Since Eve ate apples, much depends on dinner.” ~Lord Byron, Don Juan, Canto XIII, stanza 99 Boy, we have this question a lot in our house. Sometimes it comes from me, sometimes from the kids, sometimes my wife. Strangely, the dog only […]
It wasn’t smoky. The mornings were cool but not cold, by any means. It was possibly perfect weather, really. I’m not sure I have ever visited Christina Lake in August. Generally, we head up in July for a couple of weeks, but given the insanity of this year, we decided to sneak up for a […]
We were at a summer evening party a couple of years ago. The purpose of the party was to welcome a new staff member to the group my wife works with. Unfortunately, he didn’t last long, but the dinner was lovely. As we sat down for dinner, I noticed a small bowl with some cloves […]
This is a common situation in our backyard. Dinner (yet another pizza – I think I’m getting the hang of the dough now. Sort of…) accompanied by a liberal dusting of fruit from above. Further to my previous posts about pie and, well, pie… Nah, I’m not cool enough to refer to a pizza as […]
One exception to crowding a pan is bacon. You do have to place it on the bottom of the pan, but cramming it in there is nearly a rite of passage, at least in my household. Of course, the worst is if you have 2 or 3 strips of bacon at the end, and they […]
All I remember was doing a chicken pot pie, but now that I’m looking at the photo, a stir fry was obviously also in the mix. the Chicken pot pie was really rather good. In grade 8 we had a half-year class in food, and then a quarter year in woodwork and metalwork each. Both […]
Sometimes they just don’t get any better than local and fresh. I love how the stems are still on them and they still have some dirt from the field. Obviously a couple of these berries wouldn’t win any beauty contests, but contests are passé and we have more important things to do than get hung […]
Lucky. That’s all I can come up with as to how on earth I made a pie that tasted like that. Perhaps I should explain a bit. It’s rare that I make something and when I have a bite I think, “Holy cow, that’s way better than I expected.” Such was my response from my most […]
Last piece. Who gets the last piece? Why is it often such a fight? I know I shouldn’t do it, but often when it’s offered to me – that final piece of sushi, the last cookie on the plate… I take it. I mean, someone has to, why not me? I suppose that the “you […]
Why bother? Why not Uber Eats every day? I was going to post an entry about the classic Italian Nonna, and how traditionally they cook up a storm in the kitchen, and how it draws everyone together in a big, happy family. But I don’t have a Nonna. I’m about as Italian as a pint […]