Steelhead with Roasted Beets

I’m feeling guilty again. It might be the fact that a Big Mac fell in my mouth around 2am last night. Or that I ate the french onion dip I was supposed to be saving for that party I’m throwing, in my car on my way home from the store. Or that I went to…

Hawaii-Style Chicken and Rice

So it’s snowing here. I’m fed up with winter. I’ve had it with my high-heeled open toed sandals peeking at me from the depths of my closet. My sweaters have been in a relentless rotation. My hands are constantly cold and I seem to have had the sniffles for months now, which means a chapped…

Objection: Sustained

Guys, I’m kind of on the fence. So there’s this lovely restaurant here in Vancouver called Forage, celebrating and relentlessly committed to sustainable food and drink.  I like a sustainable restaurant.  I think it’s important to try our best to eat local, and it’s just plain old better for you to stay away from food sprayed…

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Holy moly, Vancouver, have I found a goodie for you. But first, let me say that finding decent Spanish food in this city has been tough times. Aside from the old institution that shall remain nameless because they’re so sweet there but I got food poisoning from some shitty rotten scallops and on a date…

Chicken Gorgonzola Penne

First of all, HAPPY 2014, you little minxes! So sorry to be AWOL lately. The holidays were, you know, the holidays (booked my Christmas Boycott to Maui trip already for this coming year, so bye-bye, family/suckers!). Then I did a ridiculous cleanse which included no alcohol and a lot of crying. And now I’m smack-dab…

A Toast to Halifax

I should probably be posting something Christmasy or holiday-y, because ’tis the season and all that, and lord knows we just haven’t got enough holiday bullshit I mean cheer to stuff our stockings with quite yet. But I just had to tell you about a trip I took to somewhere far, far, not-that-far-but-it-sure-feels-far-if-you’re-flying-coach: Halifax, Nova…

‘Budda Me, Baby

Get ready for this shocking revelation: I really like romance. Especially a new romance. I’m a cheesy little sucker for a sweet surprise, a heavy meeting of the eyes across a crowded bar, public displays of love and affection, and fervent, hot-blooded, can’t-get-enough-of-you uninterrupted trysts that last for days on end. The conventional bores me….