Solo Suppers Beyond Cereal: Faux pho ga
Chicken leftovers #2. Few things warm you up the way a bowl of chicken noodle soup does on a winter’s night. So, with leftover chicken, time and a craving for the sense of being in hot, sticky Ho Chi Minh City (instead of cold, clammy Vancouver) on my side, pho ga it would be. Yes,...
Solo Suppers Beyond Cereal: Greek pasta
So, I’m about 10 years behind the times. I’ve only just begun to watch the HBO series The Wire. The important thing is, I’m catching up. And with my summer television only decent on Sunday nights, I’m unapologetic about needing a little couch time in the evenings. The outdoor weather is lovely, but I’ve always...
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Scarborough Fair Pasta
The green of Vancouver is lovely. When I moved here, I knew I would have trouble with the grey. I never imagined, however, how helpful a view of green grass could be in the middle of January, or how awesome such lushness smelled—even through the nasal steroids required for allergies—during the height of spring. I...
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...
Solo Suppers Beyond Cereal 3
A friend of mine mentioned that she made soba noodles one night for dinner. I couldn’t get soba out of my head. I could think of eating nothing else until I had a fill of buckwheat spaghetti. And cilantro. I needed lots of cilantro. Dining companion: No Reservations – Brittany 1. Cook soba noodles according...
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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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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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