Promised the recipe, so here it is. Not feeling particularly inspired to write today, but for some reason usually that's when the recipes I like the most sort of just...materialize. Blame this brain. I'll shell out for quality dark chocolate any day, but for white chocolate, I couldn't care less. So if the thought of… Continue reading Rocha Pear and Candied Ginger White Chocolate Bars
HE WILL NOT DIVIDE US Those were the words etched into the pristine white wall of the Museum of Moving Image, in sans serif bold. Meanwhile, 226.2 miles south congregated in front of the White House is the Women's March on Washington. Perhaps it is because I have been hardened by the Canadian cold, or… Continue reading the great divide
Life always does that. It sneaks up on you. You can make as many resolutions as you want. You can build up walls to keep things out. You can send your heart and effort in hopes of bringing in the finest of life's treasures. But life is clever. It is brilliant, but it is clever.… Continue reading nothing ordinary from ordinary
It's officially half a year since Christmas, and there is absolutely no sign of me missing glazed ham, pumpkin pie, nor cider. I mean, at the time, in the holiday spirit I did enjoy these things, but darling summer, who's crept up on me as if playing hide and seek here in the Valley, has… Continue reading RAWRrrr
She, in her pastel yellow denim, positioned herself in such a way that the diffused sunlight scattered from the disco ball hung at the window swam surrealistically across her back. Her hair, like Ms. Frizzle's, hid from my line of vision, her profile. I then proceeded to lift, from my cake caddie, the boxed lid,… Continue reading Thunderstruck
You'll laugh when I tell you this. I had a dream. Back in late October, so like seven months ago. And you know, in dreams, fantastical mash-ups happen. You end up sitting in public transit petting some queer hipster's siamese cat who stares at you and asks "How you doin'" and you answer that the… Continue reading Dude..