Year: 2009

Cooking Oil — A few more just to confuse you

Cooking Oil — A few more just to confuse you

When I was a child my mom used to buy big, clear plastic jugs of vegetable oil. That’s what it was called. Vegetable oil. Plain old vegetable oil. But on TV they showed ads for exciting oils, like Mazola corn oil. Corn oil. How crazy 

Cooking Oils – A Crash Course

Cooking Oils – A Crash Course

Last night I bowed to peer pressure (other food bloggers and a carb-hungry husband), hauled my sorry butt out of bed and made pancakes for Shrove Tuesday dinner. The resulting griddle cakes were too uneven and sloppy to photograph. Spilled batter adhered to the stove 

A blog by any other name…

A blog by any other name…

Right now I’m lying in bed feeling sorry for myself. I’ve a cold that hits in waves. One minute I’m fine, the next I feel like I have cotton balls stuffed up my nose and swallowed a wad of steel wool. If it weren’t for 

Yes, We Have No Bananas

Yes, We Have No Bananas

Last week’s topic spurred some monkey business. I won’t pass along the childish or illegal ideas sent to me via a wide range of channels, but suffice it to say, I won’t be publishing those suggestions here. I don’t want to be accused of influencing 

Creme Brulee Book Giveaway

Creme Brulee Book Giveaway

I’m in an extremely good mood today — more on this later — and am celebrating with a book giveaway. The good people at Whitecap Books have generously provided me with a copy of Dominique & Cindy Duby’s wonderful book, Crème Brûlée: More than 50 

Avocado Oil

Avocado Oil

Avocado photo © Simon Goldenberg. Published under a creative commons license. In the movie Oh, God! George Burns, as The Almighty, admits the avocado might have been his one mistake. He made the pit too big. While I appreciate the creation of avocados, I do 

Belated Valentine’s Day

Belated Valentine’s Day

There’s a great series of Bud Light mock greeting cards. My favourite reads “Let’s make February 15th our Valentine’s Day.” It’s February 16. I’m not late. I’m just feeling somewhat rebellious and not particularly romantic. No flowers, bon bons, cards, cinnamon hearts or dinners out 

Reader Question: Over-Ripe Bananas

Reader Question: Over-Ripe Bananas

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again — I’m not a banana fan. I consider them the Herb Tarlek of fruit — they’re pushy and turn slimy when you aren’t looking. You just know if a banana wore a belt, it would match 

Cuisine Canada Blog

Cuisine Canada Blog

Learning new software is a bit like cooking on a new stove. While the concept is the same, the oven light switch is in a different location, the knobs work in unexpected ways (why didn’t anyone tell me you had to push them in first?)