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Two summers ago, we took a gastronomic road trip down to the Southern States. From Montreal to New Orleans, we stopped many places along the way with one main goal: EAT ALL THE FOOD. I could go on for hours listing all delicious memories – from fried oysters, to breakfast Po’boys, to “three-vegetable-plate” made…
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Walking through the Plateau in Montreal on a friday night is always a new adventure. I love to immerse myself in the hubbub – which exists in large part thanks to the plethora of ethnic restaurants, trendy cafes and re-vapmed dive bars that line the streets. Whichever side of the world you’re from, you’re…
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what you’ll need 1 large sweet potato, about 1.5 cups, cubed 1 tsp coarse ground sea salt 1 tsp coarse ground peppercorns 1 tbsp ground sumac 1 tbsp grapeseed or light olive oil how to do it Preheat oven to 400F. Toss sweet potato cubes with oil and spices. Wrap in parchment paper (papillote/envelope style)…
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Summertime cooking tends to pair well with three particular descriptors: light, fresh, and fast. With pot-lucks and BBQs-a-plenty, it’s sometimes hard to stick to the “light” and “fresh” part of that equation. I’ve been known to generally bring along my no-fail-crowd-pleasing spinach dip whenever the occasion permits. Today, however, I felt like being a little different…
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I’d like to take this opportunity to extend my warmest welcome to my most desired season: springtime. While blooming flowers begin to paint the city with their limitless palette and scent the warming air with their intoxicating perfume, while the days get longer and the skirts get shorter, and while the sunshine begins to…

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I am generally not a soup person. The idea of having something that’s both liquidy and chunky at the same time on my spoon just doesn’t jive in my head, nor does it feel right in my mouth. That being said, there have always been a few exceptions: matzah ball soup, for one. And,…
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Dear: Mother Nature, I would like to formally thank you for the incredible tease that you laid upon our wonderful city this week. You showered us with mild temperatures, sunshine and the smell of dog crap spring in the air, and then proceeded, as you often do, to throw upon us a blanket of snow, slush…
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Readers, friends, fellow bloggers, Mom… I’d like you all to meet Swiss Chard. She’s a lovely leafy green that tastes just like spinach, only slightly heartier, and possesses the most photogenic stems I’ve ever seen. I’ve shied away from Chard in the past, burdened with a fear of all that is unknown and green after…
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Ahhh… the holidays. Between shopping, wrapping, cooking, planning, organising, cleaning, shovelling, discovering that you’ve got a big hole in the toe of your boot only after you step into a puddle of slush… sometimes it begins to feels like there aren’t enough hours in a day. Many people also tend to pack on the pounds at this…
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Ahhh, December! No, I don’t ski. And no, I don’t like the cold. I don’t even celebrate Christmas (Well, not technically. Though the tree in my living room would beg to differ.) Typical joys of the season aside, I am personally excited by December because it means that roasting season is in full swing!…