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Know who grows your food: Egg Edition

I love eggs. It doesn’t matter how you cook them. I love them poached, fried, hard boiled, soft boiled, scrambled, pickled…OK, I don’t love them pickled. But you get the idea. I think eggs are a food group. I think my love … Continue reading

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My pet wasp

During the fall in southern Ontario, wasps begin to make their presence felt. The black and yellow stinging insects are a royal pain for any picnic, which is such a shame when the weather is sunny and fair. They are like rude party … Continue reading

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I’m dreaming of a…new freezer

Several months ago, our refrigerator died a smoky and dramatic death (the compressor broke). We survived for quite a while with nothing but a beer fridge in the garage, cramming as much as we could into a very small space, which was never enough … Continue reading

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My garden’s first vandalism

Our house and our neighbourhood are about 16 years old. Many people moved in here when their kids were babies, which means we now have roving bands of teenagers on the streets during the summer. These kids, who seem to have very little … Continue reading

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My husband is a gadget freak

My husband loves gadgets. He has a lime-press and an extra long shoe horn (I’ve never used it but he swears it’s a necessity). A couple of years ago he bought me a cherry-pitter, even though we hardly ever eat cherries. He … Continue reading

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A purple harvest

The last two weeks of summer vacation are a little dull for my children. I am back to work, as is my husband. Many friends are on vacation and there’s not much to do. My solution?Play with the vegetables in … Continue reading

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Salmon with golden beets and baby fennel

I never liked beets. Every year my husband would pickle half a dozen jars of red ones in brine. They look beautiful with their deep crimson colour, but they always tasted too strong and too sour for me. The first golden beets I ever ate were from a … Continue reading

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