Just Call Me Mrs. NYC

Okay. I know I say I love a lotta places. But this time it’s for reals. New York has swept into my world like a once in a lifetime love, the kind of love you introduce to your parents, a love you wear a ring for, a wild and crazy love that changes you forever….

Bonjour, Bitches!

Whew, guys! Where do I begin? So remember that time I told you I was going to take a little vacay after my show was over to, y’know, experience some R&R and take it down a notch? Yeah well, not so much. I made the mistake of picking Montreal and New York as my places…

First Things First, I’m A Eat Your Brains!

Yes, I am quoting Nicki Minaj. That’s when you know I’m all excited. So after three glorious months, I’ve left Toronto. Our first and hopefully not last season of the television show that still doesn’t have a damn title has come to a wrap, and I’ve had to bid my beloved Toronto a heartfelt good-bye….

Wine AND Waterfalls?!

There are plenty of things I love about being Canadian. Free healthcare, fresh water clean enough to drink pouring bountifully out of the taps, evergreens and prairies and mountains as far as the eye can see, being able to say the word “hoser” in a sentence and not be judged for it… We have a…

416 Snack Bar

I’m going to tell you something I probably shouldn’t. It’s not something I’m proud of, and it’s certainly not something any respectable foodie would go blabbing about on their amateur blog on the Internets. But I’m only human, and we’re all friends here, and for the sake of this particular restaurant review, I gotta come…

Buca

As I’ve said before, I’m a creature of habit. I like what I know. I realize how boring that makes me sound, but it’s the truth. I’m a planner, a list-maker, a neurotic weirdo who wears the same perfume for years on end and the kind of person who equates the risk of trying anything…

Hey Vancouver! I Miss You.

  A few weeks ago, I got to spend a blissful two weeks in my hometown of Vancouver, British Columbia, smack-dab in the middle of Vancouver’s best time of year: July. It’s sunny and warm and beach-worthy, and the city’s glowing and the Yaletown patios are packed with bellini-chugging waste cases all dressed up with…