The View Around Here

The View Around Here

I haven’t taken many photos this week. I’m not exactly sure why that is. On one hand I’ve been busy but on the other, not really. It’s the zenith of summer after all, and really who wants feel busy all the time. Not me. While staying at my parents I’ve ...

Best Falafel Salad Ever (or my favorite to date)

Best Falafel Salad Ever (or my favorite to date)

Using soaked, instead of cooked beans, gives the most authentic tasting falafel I’ve ever made. For truly authentic taste I would have to deep-fry them. Instead, I fry these patties in a cast iron skillet seasoned with coconut oil. I add a bit of coconut oil in between the batches ...

Cousins Eat Salad and Other Launch Day Happenings

Cousins Eat Salad and Other Launch Day Happenings

Life does not slow down, not even for a book launch day. The last three months have been extra-ordinarily full for our family. Not in an overly stressful way (amazingly), just full-of-life living. Summer is the time for this kind of activity - for travel and high output. At least ...

Farm Share on The Bay

Farm Share on The Bay

In yesterday's post I promised more photos of our farm pick up on the bay. We live on a big peninsula, a fat thumb that sticks out into the Gulf of St. Lawrence. On one side of the peninsula is the St. Lawrence River (Fleuve Saint-Laurent) and on the other ...

The View Around Here

The View Around Here

I’m a little pressed for time this morning, we’re working on the PDF version of Eat This. The Kindle version is ready to go. The book will also be available at Barnes & Noble and iTunes. We’re aiming for a Monday release. Damien and I are a DIY publishing shop. ...

The Accidental Writer

The Accidental Writer

I started keeping a journal when I was a eleven, or maybe thirteen. I don’t exactly recall. I wrote sporadically, mostly the usual growing up angst. Lists of boys I had crushes on. Personal struggles and heartbreaks I find embarrassing, even now, to read. I thought everyone kept a journal. ...

A Walk to The River

A Walk to The River

They walked down to the river to play. To build sand castles and cities at the river's edge, where the water is shallow and slow. I let them go, with kisses and bug repellent. It had been over an hour, at least, and I missed them. Their laughter and even ...