I Miss Crème Fraîche
I’m a pasta hound. I don’t easily get bored of repetitious food, and I could probably happily eat pasta 5 days a week. But last night I had a hankering for pasta redux. I just wanted…
I’m a pasta hound. I don’t easily get bored of repetitious food, and I could probably happily eat pasta 5 days a week. But last night I had a hankering for pasta redux. I just wanted…
I don’t have an eBook reader, mainly because I don’t buy enough new books to justify the cost. But when I checked back to the Toronto Public Library recently, lo and behold they’ve instituted an eLibrary….
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I don’t do adrenaline. I don’t ski, bungy-jump, or ride roller-coasters. I most certainly do not hunt. Instead, I do used bookstores. I know, I know. They’re about as similar as monkeys and beans, and yet…
I’m not much of a photographer, probably because I don’t have the patience. This extends to my computer desktop wallpaper, which is changed two or three times a week. I sometimes use pictures from my own…
I went away on holiday this week, and had a fabulous time. Did some tramping, did some shopping, ate mussels, and even got some review reading in. That’s all good. But what made my holiday great…
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This weekend I took part in a duathlon. That’s the self-congratulatory part. But I didn’t do the whole thing. That’s the other part. So what happened was this: A colleague had signed…
The subject of national pride has been on my mind of late. There is the obvious, which concerns the Olympics and the overwhelming, all-consuming, fountain-spouting, arms-waving ecstasy at Canada’s double hockey gold medals. There’s a lot…
One of my favourite guilty pleasures is a set of gentle romances from the 60s and 70s by Iris Bromige. Her heroines are gentle, firm and optimistic, her heroes are domineering and loving, and the couples…