To do with eggplant.

This recipe is for the Feed Feed, enjoy! Rice with Turmeric and Currants 1 c rice, rinsed until the water runs clear then drained (long or short grain are both fine) 1 c filtered water 1 tsp sea salt 1/2 tsp turmeric 1/2 tsp garam masala 3 bay leaves 2 tbsp dried currants 1 tsp… Continue reading To do with eggplant.

backcountry roads

  Forty years Forty years they walked, they walked. They had left, an impossible victory an impossible freedom but that was nothing.   Nothing that was, to them. 08.17.17 Never forget. Hummus 1 can chickpeas, drained but save the liquid 1 tsp sea salt, or to taste 1 tsp cumin seeds 1 large garlic clove,… Continue reading backcountry roads

Green Eggs and Ham

"How dare I tamper   with a recipe that   literally breaks every   Masterchef contender   and elevates all   Italian nonnas   to culinary sainthood?"   This recipe is one of my weekday staples for one major reason -  it takes only 5 minutes which coincidentally happens to be what you need to poach your eggs… Continue reading Green Eggs and Ham

Recipe Only: Pan Seared Trout with Pickled Fennel, Grapefruit, and Mustard Creme Fraiche

Today I had a grilled salmon salad with a few of my colleagues at a harbourfront restaurant. It had a small mountain of sweet and bitter lettuces of various textures tossed in a balsamic vinaigrette, a small mound of diced tomatoes, a few spears of smoky charred asparagus, and a haystack of crispy shoestring potatoes… Continue reading Recipe Only: Pan Seared Trout with Pickled Fennel, Grapefruit, and Mustard Creme Fraiche

the great divide

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

clay pots

Standing on any major milestone, some of us may gaze on the next mile, most of us will look back to see the stretch of our journeys thus far, reveling at how our own two feet have tread upon gravel, sand, mud, and mire to get to where we are: a place for breath. Almost… Continue reading clay pots