When I was living in Vancouver a couple years back, one of the jobs I held was a catering one. Several times a week, I had to feed the faculty at Regent College where my husband was doing his Masters degree. Having to cook lunch and make tea for the same bunch of professors meant that I had … Continue reading
What do soft fluffy bunnies, multi-coloured eggs, and decadent chocolate have to do with Easter and the resurrection of Jesus? To be honest, I don’t really know! I guess it’s like how Santa Claus has pretty little to do with Christ’s birth during Christmas. Hot cross buns, on the other hand, are traditionally eaten on Good … Continue reading
Starting life over is never easy… whether it’s a new relationship, moving to a new country, or adjusting to a new job, change always brings about a sense of expectancy and a sense of loss. Which was exactly how I felt a year ago when I had to pack up my bags yet again and … Continue reading
I can still remember the first time I had beer… I was 10 years old and very angry. Over what exactly, I can’t remember. But I suspect it had something to do with my parents, which explains the beer. You see, our fridge was always stocked with cans of beer (well, stout to be precise). … Continue reading
Crostinis, meaning “little toasts” in Italian, simply consist of thin slices of toasted bread and toppings such as meat, cheese, or vegetables. They are perfect as a pre-meal appetizer, a savoury item at tea, or as a party snack accompanied with wine. In fact, if you have a small appetite like me, they can even be … Continue reading
What makes your heart skip a beat? You’ll probably think I’m weird, but cookbooks make my heart race. Well, at least that was how I felt when I checked out a pile of recipe books from my local public library a couple days ago. I haven’t been there in years and was surprised at the extensive … Continue reading
It was Good Friday yesterday, and I woke up singing ‘hot cross buns, hot cross buns, see how they run… (pause)’ I thought I could have gone unnoticed, but my unusually-alert-while-half-awake husband immediately pointed out that my song didn’t make any sense, and that it was the tune of Three Blind Mice I was singing … Continue reading
