I love the weeks before Halloween. It’s so much fun to see the creative ways people decorate their yards, and all of the scary (but in a nice way) products available for purchase. And of course, I really enjoy seeing the little kids dressed up in their costumes on Halloween night.
But for me, what I love most of all, is that Halloween signals the start of the ready availability of pumpkins, both canned and fresh, in my local stores. Now some (eh, probably most) of you have year-round cravings for chocolate. Me, not so much. But the moment the air starts turning crispy, I develop cravings for everything pumpkin. (more…)
Not going to lie: I’m sort of cheap.
Coming to New Zealand has been a wonderful culinary experience, amongst other things. Meat pies! Kumara! Pickle! Steak and egg burgers! (Only one of the above exclamation marks is sarcastic.) Most of these so-called discoveries are common to Commonwealth countries, I presume, but living in Canada many of the British influences have been submerged by our southern neighbour. So no flaky pastry meat pies. No pickle. No egg burgers.
Following up on Sandy’s summer TV theme, this summer I’ve watched several different cooking competition shows, and have enjoyed them in varying amounts.
I love yellow summer squash – in moderation. It seems however, that a squash plant is a plant that keeps on giving and giving and giving. Then you have to figure out what to do with all the excess squash. So far we’ve stewed it, fried it, grilled it, baked it with Italian seasoning (delicious), and given much of it away. 
Sundays chez moi are reserved for three things: Laundry, housekeeping, and cooking. I get these three things done and it will last me a week or more; I don’t, and I start scrambling around Wednesday. So my Sunday cooking usually consists of a huge pot of spaghetti sauce or pumpkin soup plus something sweet. Culinarily I’m not very adventurous (I don’t have the touch), but I do like to try new things occasionally.
