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Happy Holidays!

I wanted to wish all of you happy holidays and all the best for 2013! I’m fortunate to be spending the holidays with my family and I hope that all of you are able to spend the holidays with those who are special to you.

I haven’t been blogging lately as I am not yet sure what direction I want to take with the blog. Not to worry – I still love to eat, but I’m not sure I want the blog to focus so much on food. If any of you have ideas of what you’d like to read, I am more than open to suggestions.

In the meantime, may Santa (or Santa Bunny in the case of Daisy bunny) be good to all of you. Wishing you health, happiness and wonderful food 🙂

Rachel & Daisy 🙂



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The adventure begins….

Two weeks, 3 cities, 4 airlines and hopefully too many snacks to count….My summer adventure begins in just a couple of days.  Stay tuned for stories of my misadventures and of course, countless photos of snacks…. 🙂


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Happy holidays!

My apologies for being absent for such a long time.  No good excuses other than sheer laziness!  Anyway, I wanted to wish all of you all the best for the holiday season.  May you be stuffing your pie hole with lots of good noms.  Promise to be less of a slacker in 2012 🙂


Vanilla souffle with salted buttery caramel sauce

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Leisure – it’s a good thing!

Lately I’ve been pursuing leisure on the weekends like it’s going out of style.  Some may even call me a “slave to leisure”. Hmm….wonder if I should get a sweatshirt with that on it…nah, too tacky…

My pursuit of leisure usually involves trips to bakeries, spending large quantities of money on chocolate just to get a free gift card (cough…yesterday…), lounging in pyjamas with my best friend Toshiba and my personal favourite – naps.  Napping is a lot harder than it looks – trust me on that one.  Don’t even get me started on my issues with my mouth guard…sigh…

So what’s the point of a post about how fabulous leisure is, other than I have apparently decided it should be an art form….well, for one thing if you have the chance to sit still for a few minutes, it gives you a chance to slow down and live in the moment.  With how busy some of us are on a regular basis (apparently not me since I can lounge away my weekends), time is a luxury that cannot be bought.  It’s something we have to take for ourselves and appreciate….I know it’s easier said than done, in particular for those of you with spouses, houses and little ones.

On that note, there’s more stuff on Toshiba that I have to watch….and I think I need another nap 🙂

The weather is turning, so I’m thinking some soup posts in the future are in order…stay tuned…if I can tear myself away from my sofa!

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Family matters…..

Yes I think that’s the former show with that Urkel kid and no, that’s not what I’m writing about….Instead I’m writing about my family and why I guess they kinda, sorta matter to me.  I’m visiting family on the beautiful prairies right now and I must say it’s so good that I want to move back home. 

 I haven’t lived here since 1994 and after all those years of figuring out that housework is highly overrated and learning to cook things that don’t involve a microwave, I can say that I’m officially tired of looking after myself.  That and I’m not all that frightfully good at it.  I’m trying, perhaps in vain to convince my parents that Daisy and I should chuck our not so glamorous lives in Vancouver and move back in with them.  This would involve me self-actualizing to become the housepet I’ve always knew I could be.  I mean wouldn’t that Maslow chap be totally stoked if someone out there hit the self-actualization point?? 

There’s been talk about me having to pay for some utilities and have a job that somehow befits my educational background if I were to move back in.  My law degree is in Latin, so technically I could argue it isn’t a law degree at all, but a degree in leisure studies because I can’t read Latin and it could say anything….I’m really trying to bestow upon my parents the benefits of me doing some sort of volunteer work like saving the whales – because if whales end up on the Prairies, they obviously need lots of help.  I could Google map directions to the nearest body of water, give them some snacks and send them on their way.  What lost whale wouldn’t want that kind of help! 

Sadly Daisy has taken to making my parents’ home her own giant litterbox, so I’ll be lucky if we’re welcomed back for Thanksgiving.  Until then, if anyone would like to have Daisy & I as housepets, we’d be truly honoured.  Did I mention I like to nap a lot but I can also bake?? 

Stay tuned for more food shots and recipes when we’re back.  If any of you know my parents or are somewhat persuasive, drop them a line and plead our case.  We really are pathetic creatues in need of excessive pampering 🙂

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Life lessons….

My blog is mostly about food – cooking it, eating it, traveling great distances to cook or eat it….Anyway, you get the idea.  However, I figured I’d also share some of my life lessons along the way.  Those of you who know me realize I’m probably the last person who should be giving advice to anyone.  Most days I look like I crawled out of a dumpster (sometimes a very chic European dumpster) and I’m just happy I remember where I live, where I work and to wear pants.  However, I think that my mistakes both in and out of the kitchen can be somewhat educational, if not humourous.  So feel free to laugh at or with me, whatever strikes your fancy 🙂

My life lesson today is that whole “grass isn’t always greener” adage.  Honestly I’m terrified of lawnmowers and lawnmower injuries, having seen an issue of the Medical Post on said topic in my father’s office years ago.  Perhaps I should use something non-lawnmower related like “stuff isn’t always better elsewhere”.  This obviously does not apply to war torn areas of the world or places suffering from famine, where things can’t get much worse because obviously these places would really, really suck to be in.  I’m talking about areas of the world minus these awful issues.

A few years ago, I was very much convinced during a transit strike in the middle of a cold Ontario winter that Vancouver had to be much better than where I was living and I had to move.  Almost 2 years ago I moved to Vancouver with no job to speak of and not really sure what I was doing.  I can’t say that I necessarily regret taking that chance, but it hasn’t been the seamless transition to a fabulous new life that I was hoping for.  In some ways, yes it has been better living here.  I’ve been fortunate to have a good job and a wonderful place to live.  Daisy has stopped peeing on things and seems to be less angry than usual.  No, she does not have rabies, but thanks for your concern.  The winters are not cold, I can walk to work and if I decide to take up skiing (in a parallel universe), there are places to ski.  However, the downside is that despite the mild weather, it is often grey and rainy here.  If Sylvia Plath were a weather system, she’d be living here.

It is also very hard to make friends here.  It isn’t exactly a friendly city.  Perhaps it’s the size…perhaps it’s the Sylvia Plath weather…who knows…..Being a quirky Muppet-like introvert doesn’t help matters much and no, I am not out on a day pass in case any of you are wondering and even if I was, there’s nothing wrong with that either…..It took time to make friends back East and I’m sure it’s just a matter of time before I make friends here.  Until then, I’ll continue to take cooking classes and do those weird Meetup things.

My point isn’t that I’m practically friendless and the weather sucks.  Rather that the grass isn’t always greener.  I mean technically it’s greener here because of all the rain…but that doesn’t necessarily mean that a change of scenery takes away all of life’s problems and casts a magic spell over your existence. Change is a good thing, so embrace it.  Just do not assume that it will fix all of life’s problems.  I think Paris does that 🙂  If only Daisy wasn’t worried about becoming a menu item, then we might have something…..



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Just call him Pudge….

My dad earned the nickname Pudge due to his penchant for wearing sweatshirts and sweatpants around the house that make him look a whole lot rounder than he is.

Pudge was not exactly much of a cook when my brother & I were growing up.  I clearly remember the one time he made us spaghetti and meat sauce with egg and who knows what else thrown in for good measure.  He calls the microwave a “machine” and managed to turn his microwaved cheese sandwich into something resembling a door stop.  However, he more than makes up for his lack of cooking skills with his ability to BBQ with the best of them.  He is also one of the smartest, wisest, gentlest people I know and whenever I need advice, he always has the perfect story.  It is an honour and a privilege to be his daughter 🙂

Happy Father’s Day Pudge!  Thanks for always knowing the right thing to say when I’m trying to figure out this thing called life and for being so incredibly goofy 🙂  I figure I didn’t get this weird by accident!

To all the dads out there, including my super awesome brother, get yourself some good snacks and watch something mindless on tv to celebrate all the cool dad things you do 🙂

love Rachel xoxo

Me with Pudge

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