Life In Pleasantville
Food, Travel, Life
Nine times out of 10, my favourite gifts are the ones stashed in my stocking. Why, you may ask? Because Santa, though he spoils me well, knows that stockings are a great place to stuff the things we use on a day-to-day basis. Santa’s known for a long, LONG time that I’m a fan of …
I have lots of friends who say that they *can’t* eat breakfast. I don’t have that problem. I love breakfast. I love toast, cereal, French toast, fruit salad, omelettes. There’s not a lot I won’t eat at breakfast. And I particularly like breakfast for dinner. I also like variety. My Mom has had a bowl …
I have fond memories from my childhood of spending time at my aunt and uncle’s sugar shack. Sure, all kids like sweet, sticky maple syrup, but the memories are about the carefree nature of those outdoor days. It’s as though the cold didn’t affect us. We would run and play in the forest while the …
This week’s Thursday night cocktail is light and fresh and is inspired by the idea that the key to surviving the holiday season marathon without feeling like we need a two-week stay at a detox spa, is moderation. Moderation: from the Old French word meaning thou shalt not eat all the shortbread and chocolate and Brie and …
The holidays are a time to celebrate with family and friends, but it’s no time to forget that with celebrations come responsibilities, especially when hosting a party. Last summer my neighbour was overserved at a local pub, went home, fell down the stairs, and died. It was a senseless and preventable tragedy that tore a …
Have you ever gone to a party and been confronted with a dish that makes you question the creator’s sanity? I have; it was just last year and the the food item I found so strange was chocolate covered liquorice. Granted, I am kind of a food purist when it comes to chocolate, I mean, …
To hear the weatherman tell it, we’re looking down the barrel of the mother of all storms. Or not. It may just be a dusting. One never can tell really, and if you’re the weatherman it’s best to always err on the side of mass hysteria. SNOWMAGEDDON. POLAR VORTEX. THE TWISTED BLIZZARD. Actually, I just …
My very best friend in the world is Italian. I’m not saying I chose an Italian best friend on purpose, but I think if you’re going to have a best friend then someone of Italian descent is always a good bet. Why? Well because of the food silly. Italian best friends have parents and grandparents …
