I recently came across an interesting article by Mark Bittman that appeared in the New York Times back in December. It advocates eating “real food,” rather than convenience or restaurant food. According to Bittman, everyone should be able to do three things: a chopped salad, a stir-fry, and a basic lentils and rice recipe. Bittman…
Getting back to Canada in mid-January, after summer in the southern hemisphere, has its disadvantages, but there’s definitely one huge plus: Sales. Sales sales sales. And since all the stores will be trying to get rid of their winter merchandise, it’s the perfect time to shop for boots, right?
My roommate and I will be hosting a small baby shower for an expecting friend while she’s in town. Now, the last baby shower I remember attending was for my mom, when she was pregnant with my brother. I was four at the time, and it was almost eighteen years ago. My main precedent in…
A new TV show has started to be aired here recently: Being Erica. So far, there have only been two episodes, but I liked those very much and have entered the show on my to-be-watched-regularly list for the time being.
Ah, the rutabaga (or swede in the U.K.). They’re ugly. They’re hard to cut into. They’re hard to peel. Most people don’t have a clue what they are. So why bother? Because cooked properly, this ugly vegetable can be really delicious. I was first introduced to this vegetable as a young girl. My mother was…
Looks like a regular jandal, right? Wrong. This is the bottom:
I know a lot of you AAR readers, like me, enjoy cooking. Today I decided to make a stew to keep for a few meals later this week. I used this recipe from Epicurious as a base, but took some advice from previous commenters, and added extra tomato paste, floured the pork before cooking it,…
[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hasKmDr1yrA For years, whenever anyone would mention Colin Firth, I would instantly conjure up images of him as Mr. Darcy, in the wonderful BBC version of Pride and Prejudice. This is my perfect version of P&P, and Colin Firth is my image of Mr. Darcy.
Seven years ago, I suggested to my mother I would take her on a trip to England to visit some of the famous gardens. With one thing and another, we never got round to it. Until recently, when my father reminded us of it (partly because he wants to go on a bird-watching trip to…
For those who don’t know, I’ve been living in New Zealand for the past two years. Last week, I left. It’s no more than one stage of my life finishing, and another beginning. But the memories created while at the bottom (or top?) of the world have been among the best in my life. Obviously there…
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