The long elastic of loveBrugge, Belgium Brugge, Belgium The Rose Red Cafe finished serving breakfast to hotel guests at 10 a.m., twenty minutes ago. The first neighborhood beer fans likely won’t be here for another hour, so for now, Edith Piaf and I have the place to ourselves. Today, Lorne and I are exercising the …
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I’d love to have you join me on my tour of Belgium. Please slide on over to my TravelPod site to read my first post. See you there! http://blog.travelpod.com/travel-blog-entries/pyoung/2/1409043295/tpod.html
"He is not missing. He is here."Ypres, Belgium Ypres, Belgium A few weeks before I left Canada for Belgium, I read a Globe and Mail article that discussed the issue of people forgetting the sacrifices made by WW I soldiers, since the veterans are no longer alive to tell their stories. For me, the deep …
Brugge, brollies, and Belgian beerBrugge, Belgium Brugge, Belgium Three days before we left Edmonton for Belgium, I finally found it: the jacket that would take me through the streets of Brugge and Brussels, the fields of Flanders and Waterloo, and still be suitable for browsing upscale museums and sitting in cute cafes with well-dressed Belgian …
Dear Henry, I hope it’s OK that I’m calling you Henry. ‘Mr. James’ just seems so formal, considering our past relationship. Of course, it was years ago, and more than a little difficult, but still, I remember you. My American literature prof introduced us, no doubt hoping we’d hit it off. I recall sitting in …
“Excuse me,” I call out my driver’s side window. “Can you tell me which way to the pancake breakfast?” The woman sitting roadside in her white plastic patio chair shakes her head. “Sorry, you’re too late for that. It was over at 10.” “Is there anywhere else in town where I could get some breakfast?” …
Autumn blogging was easy. Last November, when Magpie Learner left the nest for the first time, evening was arriving earlier and earlier. I’d stand at my living room window and watch the last of the elm leaves shivering on bare branches. As our furnace kicked in at my feet, I’d close the drapes, cozy into …
Diana Ross recorded “I’m Coming Out” in 1980. Don’t remember it? Refresh your ears here . The link will open in a new window so the song will play in the background, capturing the joy of the celebrations.
1. Waking up in the morning will be olfacto-licious… In ocean-absent, oil and gas-present Alberta, I don’t really smell any natural aromas from October to April (exceptions: our scorched Hallowe’en Jack-o-lantern right after I blow out its candle , and our unfashionable live Christmas tree before it dries up and becomes a fire hazard). So every …
Motivation to Attend: A recipe in the weekend Globe and Mail for fesenjan, a classic Persian chicken stew, catches my eye. The ingredient list is tantalizing: ground walnuts, cardamom, turmeric, star anise – and 1/2 cup of pomegranate molasses. “Pomegranate molasses?” I think. “What’s that?” First Class – Teaching Faculty: Nancy and Anisa “All right, cooks of the …
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