Yesterday I wrote about my philosophy of hacking the grilled cheese sandwich: that it was part of an effort  to learn to fix (or improve a recipe) by taking it apart, breaking it, and trying to make it better. Hacking it. Not everyone thinks about food that way, however. So I thought I’d start a simple (probably irregular) series of inspirations for how readers can do their own creative cooking. Today? Food wrapped or stuffed or rolled into other foods. Think of the list below as a recipe prompt or the seed of a bigger idea from which you can cook something interesting. Start with a prompt, add your own spices, garnish, and cook style. And make some notes about…

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Long-time friends travelled from a neighbouring province this past weekend and used our basement guest room as a free hotel suite while they were attending their son’s sport tournament in our city. Six hours of driving from their house to ours has not been a particularly restrictive barrier for more routine visits previously so much as a global pandemic gave everyone pause for such travel over the last two years. But as the outbreak wanes (even temporarily maybe) and as such things go, our little bubble grew to six people and two dogs for four days, and glimpses of normal peeked back into our lives, however briefly. Much conversation happened. And as he is a creative-minded soul, much of that…

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It’s Saturday, and while there are a dozen other things I could write about this morning I wanted to pause for a moment and reflect on a milestone. One hundred posts. I started this blog on the first of January and keeping apace of a single post each and every day since New Years Day means that this and the previous ninety-nine daily blogs account for exactly one hundred collections of words, images, links, and other miscellaneous thoughts published and shared here. I don’t want to get particularly introspective or navel-gazing on the process of blogging. Rather, I simply want to make a note of where we’re at: just getting started. Inspired By Others I also thought it was a…

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cold draft, I shiverand firm up my willsunrise view obscuredthrough ice on the sill sub-thirty degreesbeyond two glass panesbreach fortress of warmthamid frosted plains one finger to glassturns frost into tearsreleasing brief drops from chill winters fears raw radiant chill bracing, brisk and boldI draw shut the blindsand hide from the cold – bardo It has been thirty degrees below zero for three nights in a row, meaning that as even as we shut up the house each night and snuggle into the warmth of our beds, the chill creeps through the cracks and turns the windows into sheets of frost. I have reserved some space on this blog each week to be creative, and to post some fiction, poetry,…

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