Bake with abandon!
You’ll notice there’s no photo with today’s recipe. Partly my fault. Partly Andrew’s. I’ve been saving this post for a cold, snowy, winter evening, thinking you’d enjoy a nice savory nibble with a glass of wine or sherry by the fire with friends. Sounds tempting? …
Andrew hides bars of my favourite chocolate around the house to pull out in emotional emergencies. Smart man. Although I’m not a fan of the chocolate/bacon combo, I bow to the irony of chocolate having saved his bacon more than once. It’s hard to yell …
For those who are following this breaking Whisky Works story, today was Barrel Turning Day. “I felt a lot of pressure,” says Dr. Andrew Thomson of Wilfrid Laurier University’s History Department. “Clockwise or counter-clockwise? It’s a big decision. Once you commit to a direction, there’s …
As a teen, I was convinced my mother was the weirdest parent on the planet. My girlfriends and I would try to outdo each other with stories of our mothers’ embarrassing behaviour, like how they’d shop in curlers or forced us to wear bell bottoms …
Some of my favourite cookbooks have come from the bargain bin. Amidst a stack of discount duds I’ve found gems I’d have happily paid full price for. Byron’s New Home Cooking by Byron Ayanoglu is one of them. Sure the jacket font is dated, but …
The first step of the Whisky Works project involved swelling the oak barrel with water for three days. Andrew emptied the water yesterday and filled the barrel with the provided whisky. The recovered water, pictured here, is light amber, almost the colour of urine. Not …
Mike Meyers once suggested all Scottish cuisine was based on a dare. I can see his point when faced with haggis, congealed oatmeal porridge or rock hard oat cakes. But I’d walk a highland mile for good shortbread, a smooth single malt or piping hot …
What do you get a man who already owns almost every single malt Scotland can produce? A whisky finishing set. They say every man needs a hobby… This wee bairn of a barrel comes with its own bottle of pure malt whisky. Cask strength at …
If, when you click on this post, you wonder, “What on earth is that smell?” it’s me. Almost 24 hours since our Greek meal on The Danforth and I’m still reeking of garlic. No wonder the kittens are keeping their distance. I smell so strongly, …