For those who have just come across The Recipe Vault, this little project is all about having a look at a huge collection of recipes my mother accumulated over I don’t know how many years. They’ve been packed away at our place for a very… Read More
At a certain point during my childhood, my mother made pickled beets every year, jars and jars and more jars of pickled beets, more pickled beets than a family of 5 could consume in a lifetime. Let me say up front that I never liked… Read More
I found this book on somebody’s list of best books so far this year. It’s the story of two brothers, prohibition-era gangsters in a NE American city. One of the brothers meets up with a bootlegger/gangster/fixer in Montreal while running Canadian booze south. This guy… Read More
It was great to see Steph, Luke, Viv and Eric yesterday at my art exhibition at yumart. They came all the way down from Stouffville and Uxbridge! Even though I’ve experienced a lot of art exhibitions over the years, I always get anxious. I think… Read More
When I was growing up, I loved meat loaf days. Even more, I loved lunch the day after meat loaf days, and to this day meat loaf sandwiches are a special comfort food treat. My mom wrote out the basic recipe, but she was being… Read More
Here is the second recipe from Mom’s vast recipe collection. When I was a kid, pierogies were a big production around the house before the high holidays. A holiday family dinner typically started with plates of these delicious dumplings. Mom would make a dozens and… Read More
My mother collected recipes. She had cookbooks and plenty of them but she also had recipes from magazines and from newspapers and thousands of recipes which she wrote out by hand. She’s been gone many years at this point and that collection of recipes has… Read More
The 4-String polka. Happy Friday.
I have an art exhibition called Shapeworks on at Yumart here in Toronto. Yumart is at 401 Richmond – enter at the NE side of the building and it’s right there. There will be an opening reception Saturday afternoon 2-4. Drop by and say hi.… Read More
I’ve been playing some of those dark “modal” tunes lately. Here’s one, called The Clinch Mountain Backstep. I believe this one comes to us from the late great Ralph Stanley, who played it with bluegrass picks rather than clawhammer (although he was a mighty clawhammer… Read More
27th Street 