Decisions…decisions. I studied the overhead menu and carefully inspected the cornucopia of freshly baked muffins, scones, artisan rolls and breads. Last fall on a visit to Minneapolis, on a bright, crisp Friday morning I lined up in Breadsmith, one of the kosher certified locations of the iconic midwestern bakery. Faced with the pleasantly challenging task of choosing from a selection that included, but was not limited to, rosemary garlic ciabatta,…
One of the many perks of working in a library is being able to anticipate the pending arrival of new books (and placing holds on them), perusing the new titles that are lined up like soldiers on their respective book carts, and flipping through New York Times Magazine as soon as it’s delivered, to read Dorie Greenspan’s monthly column, On Desserts. When this recipe for cocoa-cornmeal biscotti appeared, I knew…
Wherever I travel, I always include a stop in the local grocery store. Wandering up and down the aisles and inspecting the variety of kosher products not necessarily available at home, is as enlightening as it is exciting. (I’m a cheap date). Last week while visiting Detroit, Saturday evening’s entertainment was a trip to Trader Joe’s, America’s favorite grocery store. Trader Joe’s is a foodie paradise. But it’s also a…
I anxiously scanned the Weather Network hourly weather report for the fifth time. No change. The forecast was for icy rain followed by up to twenty cm of snow. The pending arrival of yet another winter storm that would leave mounds of impassable snow in its wake was disconcerting. But the realization that our planned visit to Detroit to spend time with the family would have to be postponed, left…
This morning I awoke to the sad news that baking celebrity, the Pillsbury Doughboy, died as a result of a severe yeast infection and complications from repeated pokes in the belly. He was seventy-one. According to funeral attendees Cap’n Crunch and Betty Crocker, “Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy, describing Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded. Despite being a little flaky at times, he was…
Standing at attention, eyes front, my elementary school days began with a resounding rendition of G’d save the Queen, the British national anthem. Canada is a commonwealth country and the Queen is its constitutional monarch. On the 6th of February this year, Her Majesty The Queen became the first British monarch to celebrate a platinum jubilee, marking seventy years of service. The Queen has reigned longer than anyone in modern…
It seems quite miraculous to me that at the coldest, darkest point of the winter, the supermarkets magically fill with gem-like clementines, ruby-fleshed blood oranges, tangy, pink Cara oranges and more-sweet-than-tart Meyer lemons. Most citrus fruits ripen to their sweetest and juiciest during the North American winter and happily we can enjoy a taste of sunshine at a relatively low price from locales as far flung as Spain and Morocco…
Early Monday morning I swung open the front door and gazed out at a gusting winter blizzard. By 9:00 a.m. school children who were eagerly anticipating their first day back at school after an extended winter break thanks to Omicron, headed out with their toboggans for a day of sledding instead. Over five hundred TTC buses were stranded in thick snow piles and transport trucks were snowed in on the…
The debut of the Batman television series in January 1966 was ground breaking on many levels. The show starred two crime-fighting heroes, Bruce Wayne/Batman and Dick Grayson/Robin, who defended Gotham City from a variety of arch villains. Broadcast on two consecutive nights, it was the highlight of my week for more than one reason. After watching the latest episode at a classmate’s house, as the closing credits filled the screen,…
One late Friday afternoon, visiting with my daughter and her family, I looked on in speechless wonder as my eight year-old granddaughter and her friend hovered in front of the pan of freshly roasted green beans and picked them off, munching on them happily, as if they were candy. As each member of the clan passed through the kitchen, they made strategic detours in front of the baking sheet and…