winterfell

Oh it is ON. Welcome to town, December! Pleased to see ya round these parts again. Exactly one year ago we were packing our bags for a whirlwind traipse across the States to… Continue reading →

thanksgiving blues [Spiced Pumpkin & Amaranth Bread]

It was just another Wednesday night around these parts. No turkey and no brine bath. No pies in the oven. No bread proofing. Instead of being jampacked with sweet potato ring and wild… Continue reading →

SURPRISE!

I guess I thought I’d be a little more jaded by my fifth Western Hemisphere autumn, but it shocks me still – the way the colour jumps out of the trees and yells… Continue reading →

brekkie

The Man and I have odd schedules. Especially this season, with one of us gallivanting around the Netherlands playing shows. So when we have a run of evenings spent apart, we do brekkie.… Continue reading →

tuesday night rock

We snap on our lights and set off squinting into the rain, which is sly and invisible in the six o’clock dark. We stop at a red light and lean precariously against a… Continue reading →

Moxy and Beetroot Soup with Tempeh Croutons

Lest you think that I hold court in my kitchen with any semblance of pretentious type-A foodie-ism, behold — the humble 30 minute improv dinner. Making do with existing ingredients is one of… Continue reading →

Yes to Maastricht

As a recovering perfectionist, believe me when I tell you that sometimes you need a little jolt of indulgence. Even when your will is balking and you don’t feel you’ve done enough to… Continue reading →

Gingery Kale Salad

OH! This salad makes me want to put on my glad rags and do a little jig. It’s one of my top food revelations of 2012, mostly because its main ingredient has been… Continue reading →

the stitch itch

When a chill sets over the land I start feeling a peculiarly strong itch to stitch. Here are two of my most recent parlays into stitchery: On the left is an ode to… Continue reading →

la vie en cozy

  I’m in love with the darkening autumn evenings that send us inside to brood. Fuzzy dotted socks, fuzzy paisley sweater…all bundled into the pose I mimic from my yoga guru/calico kitten who… Continue reading →