Today’s Special: October 28th, 2011
Today’s Special: Amaro Nonino at Corso 32 Cream and I were lucky enough to finish the last of this pretty bottle of Amaro at the end of our gorgeous meal at Corso 32 this summer. Amaro means “bitter” in Italian, and this delicate and earthy herbal liqueur is perfect for sipping and savouring. It’s the...
Battista’s Calzone Amore
This is a love story. Old world style. With Mama’s and Papa’s and the whole family in the mix. On 118th Avenue in the heart of Alberta Avenue in Edmonton, a little shop called Battista’s Calzone Company opened in October 2010…and you can taste the dedication to goodness in a hot little bundle. It would...
Solo Suppers Beyond Cereal: Drunken pasta
If there is one thing in my repertoire that I do as often as cereal, it’s pasta. It’s easy cooking, satisfies carb cravings and is an excellent vehicle for cheese of pretty much any variety. I like red sauce, but I rarely have any in my fridge or pantry. I almost always have aglio e...
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Breaking in the Bertazzoni with Osso Buco
When our $600 gas range, purchased twelve years ago during our university student years and selected because it was the absolute cheapest gas option we could find, decided to start taking one hour to heat to barely 300 degrees, we questioned the sense in fixing it. It seemed like the perfect moment to seize the...
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A dip into the sweet and simple
I was fourteen when I went to Italy. At the time, I could appreciate little more than gelato, cobblestone streets and glimpses of David’s naughty bits. My true romance with Italy did not fully hit until I started learning the language in university. So since then, I have longed to go back. As this longing...
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What plain spaghetti looks like when you’re in your 30s.
On a day like today, where Vancouver has a dusting of snow and Edmonton is in the midst of a deep freeze… I am quite happy where I am, thank you very much. But cool temperatures fill me with warm memories of people I love and miss. And cool air still puts me in the...
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This Oak has strong roots
Bigger cities mean more people. Often, you’re also looking at more people in a small area; more bustle. More bustle means more running into people, rubbing shoulders, more earshot. I like that. Especially at restaurants. It reminds me of New York. So, while here in Vancouver I’ve particularly enjoyed meals at small restaurants...
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A Saucy Tale
Is there spaghetti? This was the question always asked when I was told that there was indeed a kids’ menu at the restaurant we were at. I distinctly remember one road trip to the Rocky Mountains where I ate spaghetti almost daily. I did the same during another road trip down the Atlantic Coast....
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Frittata Slumber Parties
For as long as I can remember, I have always planned my travel around the delectable indulgences that await…..even when travel means walking down the block. As a young girl, my best friend lived up the street, and we would plan our slumber parties with promises of what our parents would cook for dinner. Her...
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