A couple of weeks ago, I mentioned that I might be posting erratically for the next couple of weeks, and since we’ve just begun our move up to San Francisco and we’re staying with friends, I don’t have much access to a kitchen and my warning to you has become true. Given that I will …
The old me didn’t understand the fuss about scones. The old me would have force fed myself bran, flax and buckwheat before pretending to be happy consuming something I knew would certainly make me fat. But the new me….oh the new me. I’m so much better for all of you, now. I have perspective. If …
In Jerusalem, everyone’s apartments have leaks. In Canada everyone goes on vacation to a cottage. Some things in life are this straight forward. News to me! After a few days spent tanning, canoeing and BBQing ribs, lamb chops and burgers with my fiance’s family “at the cottage,” none of us wanted to see meat when …
Whenever something breaks in my apartment, I feel really bad calling my landlord and asking him to come down to fix it. Despite being jolly, helpful and never making me feel bad, I always feel guilty for disturbing him. When I dropped 10+ cups of dry rolled-oats behind my fridge the other day, and they …
Breakfast is really tough for me. I’m not usually hungry and I always want something quick. I like to make frittatas and keep them in the fridge for a few days, grabbing a piece for breakfast or lunch along the way because they require almost no time investment whatsoever and you have ready-to-go food for …
I don’t know about you, but I’m not a huge breakfast person. I always want something like that I can take on the go quickly, but the granola at the store is packed with so much sugar and not a lot of the A+ ingredients that leave me feeling happy, instead of guilty. And …
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