Do you also hate it when you want to try out a new recipe and it starts with “add one clove” or “take half a teaspoon of mustard seeds and mix it with ¼ teaspoon of garam masala?” Continue reading
I met Keiko Honda in the shower room of Kerrisdale pool last year. The elegant young woman was supervising her daughter Maya, who just finished swimming lessons. I, on the other hand, was undressed and wet, showering off the chlorine, after having enjoyed half an hour of lapses in the pool. Our eyes met, but we only smiled at each other.
Our shower meetings went on for several months, but I never had the opportunity to speak to her. Keiko and Maya had already left the dressing room long before my kids and I were ready. Continue reading
We Belgians are well known for our exquisite national cuisine. That also makes us a bit snobbish.
When I moved to Canada four years ago, I did not know what to expect with regards to food. I knew Vancouver is rich in Asian restaurants and has some of the best sushi in the world. But is that “Canadian” food? Continue reading
Although a 4.5 magnitude earthquake hit Haida Gwaii over the last weekend of February, Daniel Stevens, Vancouver’s director of emergency management said his presentation of the Neighbourhood Emergency Preparedness Program at the Park Board on Monday, Feb. 25 was incidental. Continue reading
As the report into the B.C. Liberals’ leaked multiculturalism strategy led to another resignation today, Langara College’s newspaper published two articles about students’ take on the issue.
A plethora of collective “ahs” filled St. Augustine’s Parish Hall last Saturday, when Michael Kluckner, an expert on Vancouver history, showed slides of the former White Spot on Granville and 67th Ave.
Most of the nearly 100 seniors who attended Kluckner’s presentation about old and new South Vancouver, spent a big chunk of their spare time and money at one of the city’s top social centres of the era. Continue reading
When you follow advice from the Twitter crowd, you don’t always know what you’re getting into. You might end up eating something you had never contemplated before. Like fresh goat meat in a bowl of spicy curry sauce.
When I decided to attend an afternoon presentation at the Marpole Historical Society last Saturday, I asked my Twitter followers for restaurant suggestions in the area. The Marpole Business Improvement Association recommended an Indian restaurant called Mirchi on Granville and 64th Ave. I love Indian food, so I decided to give it a try.
I arrived at 4 p.m. and found the restaurant entirely to myself. I was seated in a sunny place at the window.
Although I am an omnivore, my diet is 80 per cent vegetarian. I am a reasonable cook, but I perform poorly at most meat dishes, which is why I always want to learn from my rare restaurant outings. Continue reading