Down a street lined with offices, carpet stores, and body shops you can find, arguably, the best bakery in Calgary. It isn't so large th...

I can usually hear the footsteps the second the feet hit the ground. A tiny body sliding out of her giant bed, stepping around the dog sleep...

When my father-in-law died seven years ago and we used a lot of humor to cope with our grief we would joke that we could say, "My Dad j...

Don't let that fake mom on the commercial fool you - Nutella is evil. I don't care if you tell me there is a cup of skim milk in an ...

Every now and then you have one of those eerie, weird run-ins with your past. The kind that remind you of just how far you've come in li...

There are times in the kitchen where experimentation fails in a colossal way (note to self: stay away from the curry) and other times where ...

When I started blogging I had only in mind a medium in which to practice writing, something I hadn't done regularly since I was a teenag...

It's Stampede Week in Calgary. That means the locals and tourists alike are dressed in their ugliest Western wear and worn once a year ...

My house has smelled like a chai latte for the last two nights. I go to sleep with ginger and cardamom wafting through our tiny, crowded hou...

It's only fitting that I felt compelled to make Babka on the day of the bake sale at my parents' church. They would have sold Babka ...

I once smuggled a 10 pound bag of grapefruits on a trip from Brownsville, Texas to Halifax, Nova Scotia. Actually, I'm not sure smuggled...

If you've seen my mojo can you please give it back? Maybe it was the turn in weather from our snippet of fall to pretty much winter.  Ge...

The very nature of a blog is part confessional.  It's time for me to 'fess up.  I've never been able to make Rice Krispie Square...

Certain traditions cannot be shelved in the name of vacation. Sadly, we didn't chop down a tree this year. Hands down, tree chopping is...

My lunch just consisted of tea and cookies. Just that, nothing else. As happy as I am about the cookies, however, there is a little bit of s...

When people leave it is often the simplest things that you miss. Yes, they may have been war veterans, strong supporters of community servic...