I can’t tell you how frustrated I’ve been with my eating recently. I’ve been bingeing daily on chocolate and other junk food for nearly two months, and last week I was starting to feel like I had lost all control of my relationship with food. I have a history of disordered eating, and this was [...]
Category Archives: cooking
sea change
food as medicine
In the pre-dawn half-light, I prepare my breakfast. I wash my hands with scented vegetable oil soap and warm water. I pull my ingredients out of the fridge, one by one. A base of green leaves – romaine or leaf lettuce, sometimes accented with kale or cabbage. A colourful harmony of vegetables – different every [...]
beauty in the discarded parts
I’ve been photographing food scraps (and other items) in my kitchen sink since the beginning of the year. I love the beautiful colours and patterns that the discarded food makes. Occasionally as a cook, I also appreciate the culinary value of the parts of vegetables that we normally throw out. Lately I’ve been purposefully incorporating [...]
the ideal diet
Just for the record, I don’t believe there is such a thing. An ideal diet, that is. But that hasn’t stopped me from trying to find my ideal diet – because I do believe in experimenting and tweaking, in the pursuit of wellness. And it’s been a long and interesting journey. It started when I [...]
how to make perfect hard-boiled eggs
I’m writing this Wednesday night, and I’m exhausted – probably because I’ve been bingeing on sugary things (chocolate and tropical fruit) for the last couple of days. Which is a roundabout way of saying that, even though I’d planned on writing a post about how to make a perfect hard-boiled eggs, and making a beautiful [...]
hunger
Yesterday afternoon I was starving. (And of course I don’t mean I was really starving. I was just hungry in the urgent, demanding way that a child is hungry. I WANTED FOOD NOW.) And all afternoon, the only thing I could think about was getting home and eating something – supper. Big supper. As instantly [...]
comfort
I burned my supper yesterday. Here’s the whole story. Home is a place where I seek comfort. The flip side of comfort (as evidenced by the burnt pot, above) is that sometimes we take it too far. I love food, and I love to cook. I make all my meals from scratch, and I love [...]
hearth
When I was growing up we sang our national anthem, O Canada, in school every morning. Once I started studying French (a compulsory subject in my officially bilingual country), we learned and sang O Canada in French*. I must have been daydreaming when they gave us the French translation, though, because for the longest time [...]
dream home
I have an idealized dream of what living in rural Europe is like. The buildings are old (which – to me – means lived-in, comforting, and soulful), the days are simpler (filled with domestic tasks like cooking slow food, and spending time with family), and the pace is easy. My dream home is a place [...]