“De gazpacho no hay empacho.” Translation: “You can never get too much of a good thing, like gazpacho.” We agree. With tomatoes voluptuously plumping in the sun on vines across the country, enticing us with their earthy perfume, it’s time for gazpacho.
Wrong Turns Kansai Airport to Mountain-Top Koyasan weary of tunnels, in the Fukuchiin Temple we sleep near the monks
“I always decide,” I said. “Where would you like to go?” “Back to Spain,” said Magellan. A few weeks later he announced, “I’ve been emailing and talking to the people at El Celler. We’ve got a reservation for 9 pm on your birthday!”
“Would you like to go and see Bernice?” I asked my mother, who lives alone in the small town of Birch Hills, Saskatchewan, about a half-hour’s drive from the hamville* of Weldon where her friend Bernice lives in a school turned into a home for seniors for those who don’t need nursing care. Like 99-year-old […]
We promised you recipes, right? Our first one is associated with a trip we often take on Saturday mornings. A short one. Just across town to the Trout Lake Farmers’ Market. For our first recipe, our criteria were that it be: A house favourite (we’ve been making this since 1985) Seasonal (tomatoes!) Adapted from […]