There’s no place like home – Dorothy knew that. I wish we didn’t live in a world that has turned housing into an investment and privilege instead of leaving it as a basic right, but here we are. This is my third house as an adult. My first home-away-from-home that wasn’t post-secondary was an apartment in Langley. I loved it, mostly because it was a … Continue reading Be it ever so humble.
My favourite meal is beef stroganoff. I’ve loved it since forever. My mom made it regularly since it was a meal that pleased us all, and with five, that was rare. Though I think one brother, like my son, picked out the mushrooms. For both of them, it’s a flavour and not a texture thing. I love mushrooms. Cooked or raw, they’re delicious. We make … Continue reading If it’s my birthday, it’s beef stroganoff.
I am not going to tell you how I’d spend a billion dollars. Do you know why? It’s a ridiculous amount of money. It’s a thousand million dollars, and no one should have even one billion, let alone multiples. If you started spending a billion dollars at a rate of one thousand dollars an hour, it would take you one million hours to spend it … Continue reading What you don’t smell can be a problem.
There are various ways to get from here to there, though the method one chooses is often determined by factors other than the possible. I could walk to the mall, and have done so, but it’s an hour and a half each way. My enthusiasm was higher the first time when my brain guessed thirty minutes. I’m garbage at estimating distance by foot. I liked … Continue reading Shut up and drive.
From Famine to Feast. 