Eating Out · Travel · USA

About spurned love and finding sweet rhubarb pie for my soul

Once upon a time I wrote a love letter to Canuckistan. But I have fallen out of love. I’m ready for a trial separation. Probably divorce. I’m done being treated with disdain. And I prefer the neighbour now. Since the beginning of November I have been wandering around Washington, USA, and I have found a… Continue reading About spurned love and finding sweet rhubarb pie for my soul

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Thou shalt cram as many things as possible into one day, or fall down trying

I didn’t blog much while in Edmonton because I didn’t want to bore you with stories of my daily trips to coffee shops, or the amazing meals we enjoyed, mostly at Asian-style eateries. But on this one particular day we fitted in so many things, I figure it was blog-worthy. It went something like this:… Continue reading Thou shalt cram as many things as possible into one day, or fall down trying

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SABÀ. Simply great coffee

When I first arrived in Canuckistan, the friends I was staying with in Fort Langley took me to a new little café/bistro which opened earlier this year. It’s called SABÀ which, loosely translated, means “plenty,” “to be satisfied” or “to have one’s fill” in Hebrew. And it’s true to its name. In previous visits I… Continue reading SABÀ. Simply great coffee

Eating Out · Night time · Travel

An unexpected evening photo shoot in Edmonton

“Let’s go out for ice cream … or something,” I suggested to my friends here in Edmonton late one afternoon. They agreed, and we headed downtown. What started out as a trip for creamy goodness, however, became an impromptu photo shoot at the Muttart Conservatory including cool little shots like these: From there we went… Continue reading An unexpected evening photo shoot in Edmonton

Eating Out · Photography · Travel

A little snack at Little Brick

I am no coffee snob, and since arriving in Canuckistan two months ago I have downed my fair share of Timmy’s coffee. Since getting to Edmonton, however, I have discovered that the people who work at Timmy’s do not seem to understand my accent when I order through one of those drive-through speaker thingies. And so… Continue reading A little snack at Little Brick