My Love recently had some meetings in the ‘big city’ so ya know what that means? Costco run! I do miss me my Costco. It’s so wonderful to be stocked up on some of the Costco essentials…coffee, cocoa, olive oil, and veggie straws among a myriad of other goodies. My Love is a man. He…… Continue reading tastes like chicken ~ crockpot tikka masala
My cl boy begs for skinless, boneless chicken. He is the most meticulous meat eater on the planet. Not a speck of fat, a flake of char or minutest of skin will pass his inspection–or his lips for that matter. In fact, it’s not just meat, but anything really. His toast must be browned just…… Continue reading tastes like chicken ~ honey soy chicken breasts
I miss having a garden of my own. It’s particularly sad because there’s nothing better than beans or tomatoes fresh from the garden. Thankfully, we have a local farmer who sells lovely produce from his garage at the best prices in town. As we were driving near his home one day we decided to stop…… Continue reading farm fresh balsamic beans
My Love recently went to our local fisherman’s co-op and brought home a new-to-us kind of fish–hake. It was fresh and reasonably priced. If silver hake is new to you, as well, it is described as “a close relative of the cod” by thisfish.info. Because I’d never cooked this particular fish before, I was unsure…… Continue reading what the hake?
Lobster leftovers. Akin to bacon leftovers. Or cheesecake. As mentioned before (here and here), we like to cook more than we need for a meal. That’s the only way we have leftovers for rolls or sandwiches, and chowder. I believe I may need to try one of those delicious pasta recipes, as well. On the menu…… Continue reading lobster leftovers…no really
Since we began traveling to the east coast, we have been on a quest for the best cup of seafood chowder. There have been many tasty samples along the way, but I think our favourite, as yet, has been the offering from the Water-Prince Corner Shop in Charlottetown, Prince Edward Island. I believe we first heard…… Continue reading soup’s on ~ chowdah
Growing up, my dad used to love fiddleheads in the spring. I was a pretty adventurous kid, I liked most veggies and I thought these unique springtime delicacies were rather tasty. So when I saw packages of fresh fiddleheads at the market, I thought I’d better grab ’em. My dad would have been all over that. In case…… Continue reading springtime means fiddleheads