When my sister and I were in elementary and high school, my dad attended every parent-teacher interview we had. ALL of them. We were both good students, and there was no reason for him to take up a slot when there was nothing that the teachers needed to discuss, but that didn’t dissuade my dad. […]
One of my favourite movies is How to make an American Quilt. In it, a young woman (Finn) heads to her grandmother/great aunt’s house to finish her thesis after her boyfriend proposes. She watches her grandmother and aunt’s circle of friends/quilting bee preparing a quilt with the theme of Where Love Grows. The movie tells […]
A few days ago, my neighbour texted me to say that there was a bat in her house. She wanted me to unlock her door so the pest control people could get in. I felt increasingly uneasy about this, because while I know that pest control people can’t harm threatened critters, you never know. I’m […]
Yesterday was Family Day here in Ontario, and I have a pretty celebration-worthy group. Child is home from university for spring break, so he requested a menu of his family favourites, and we had a lovely dinner full of laughs and great conversation. While my Gentleman Associate and I have fallen to the habit of […]
Over the Christmas gauntlet, whilst sitting at one of several gatherings of La Famiglia, we decided that we haven’t made sausage in a while, and that’s something we should do. We should gather again. We should make sausage. It was my job to watch the flyers for when pork legs were on sale. And of […]
It’s a little after noon on Christmas Eve. My $dayjob work is done until 5 days hence. I need to make a salad (a palate-cleansing shaved fennel, frisee, and cabbage with cara-cara oranges and red onion) for La Famiglia’s version of the Feast of the Seven Fishes, and I’m already thinking that the late-breakfast I […]
Yesterday, King Louie turned 13. That’s a lot of birthdays for a large dog, and I’m thankful for every day I get to spend with him. We have a language we share. When he shakes his head at me, it means “Foodmonkey, I’m serious”. When I scoop my arms in a wide arc above my […]
My gentleman associate and I had the opportunity to visit with his cousin and his cousin’s wife for an evening last week. They were visiting this end of Canada from their end on the opposite side, and they reached out to see if any of the family wanted to get together with them. Heck yeah, […]
Tomorrow, I start the last year of my 40’s, which is an amuse bouche best served with a little Run-DMC. Why *you* buggin’?
Twenty-four years ago, on a balmy August Friday, my gentleman associate and I got married. We all did the macarena at the reception, but it was either that or the chicken dance, so I guess that’s something. I will be including neither of those on today’s playlist, friends, but should you feel so inclined, I’m […]
Sweary Parent Chronicles 