While my (somewhat) equals hop into re-done cars with muscle-top apes, I retreat to my favourite shops and market in the more quiet extremes of town. Bruce's country market down by the riverside sits on the skirt fringe of my small enough gem-of-a-town Maple Ridge. It's also my salmon place. Yes, I'm a B. C. girl… Continue reading Green Fronds and White Froth
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She mutters
Last Friday, when I was spooning hummus (with my index finger), Magdalena made a fascinating remark. "If one day this girl breaks up with her boyfriend, instead of seeking comfort from a pail of ice cream, she'll be watching some chick-flick with a tub of hummus, which she would obviously make by herself." True. The… Continue reading She mutters
Hoggin’ the Hock
My kitchen train of thought, on most days, simply choo-choos along steering clear of potholes and sharp turns. Then once in a while something fantastically frightful leaps out and becomes roadkill, pushing me into a daring job of clean-up. A few days past, my mum and I found ourselves at a lovely little farmer's market.… Continue reading Hoggin’ the Hock
Sanpei “BB” Calamari
I swear, they did not look so wee bb before I cooked them. Without exaggeration, these little squids started each with five-inch long bodies, and fifteen minutes later, when I lifted the lid...poof be gone they were! They became these thumb-sized miniature creatures that lost their original limpness and instead gained a plump, taut physique… Continue reading Sanpei “BB” Calamari
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