‘Budda Me, Baby

‘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.(…)

Turkey Sausage Risotto

Turkey Sausage Risotto

Hello, my babies! I have been neglecting you. And for that I’m (wait for it, it happens once a year) truly sorry. But you see, I’ve been flitting around the world meeting a lot of you in person at various conventions/pop culture expos/bar stools, and it’s taken me this long to have a day with(…)

Oh, You Fancy, Huh?

Oh, You Fancy, Huh?

First of all, lets hear it for the bargain. I like a sales rack. I scour the internet for the right deal on my Louis Vuitton luggage. I’m the idiot that reads those flyers at Whole Foods to see which kind of sustainable balsamic truffle mustard or whatever they’ve got on special that week. I(…)

Manicotti, Muther-effers!

Manicotti, Muther-effers!

So we’ve all got that one thing we can cook like a champ, whether you need to impress the boss or the mother-in-law or your probation officer, or you’ve just planned an impromptu dinner party and need something reliable in a flash. The recipe we can school pretty much blindfolded, our signature dish, our piece(…)

Opu + Ottawa = LOVE

Opu + Ottawa = LOVE

Here I thought I was a bonafide, patriotic, true-blue Canadian. I’ve scarfed plenty a poutine at two in the morning, I’ve accompanied guys who’ve paid for the tickets to hockey games, I can spell Saskatchewan and sing the National Anthem word for word, and I’ve even seen Celine Dion in concert.  Okay, those tickets were(…)

Get Your Goat On

Get Your Goat On

So maybe you don’t live in Vancouver. And these blogs about Vancouver restaurants are stupid-boring and useless to you. Or maybe I just like to fish for compliments. But regardless, I need to talk up one of my favorite little spots to eat in this city, because I just don’t think it’s getting the attention(…)

This Is What Happens When I Try to Make Lettuce Wraps

This Is What Happens When I Try to Make Lettuce Wraps

I dunno, guys.  I try.  I really do.  I so badly want to be one of those people who “eats clean”, who can lay off the carbs for one goddamn moment just to give my digestive tract a break and feel all grand and springy in my step.  But I just can’t.  And you know(…)