Where there’s smoke, there’s Keith.

Where there’s smoke, there’s Keith.

The plan was to hit Hacienda de Maria for enchiladas but it was Thursday and the word was out that Maria’s is best savored on Saturday or Sunday when she’s showing off her buffet. So a change of plan. I suggested we head a little further down the road towards...
Eating creamy, crunchy Canadian ice cream. In the middle of Mexico.

Eating creamy, crunchy Canadian ice cream. In the middle of Mexico.

“There is no one more Canadian than a Canadian who no longer lives in Canada.” Mike Myers I stole that quote. From a woman called Marie Porter. Marie is the author of a new recipe book called More Than Poutine. Favorite Foods from My Home and Native Land and, as you...
It’s all Greek (and all good) to me.

It’s all Greek (and all good) to me.

Long ago, in a land not so far away, there was a town called Toronto where, much to my sadness, the sidewalks were rolled up each and every Saturday at 11:00 pm. Fortunately there was a remedy. At five minutes before this weekly event, I could go to a large glass box...
Wining our way around Sicily. Without ever leaving San Miguel.

Wining our way around Sicily. Without ever leaving San Miguel.

“Sicily is a land of contrasts, with a tremendous heritage of old vines. The old vines remind us that Sicily has true biodiversity, and these varieties perfectly reveal the complexity of the appellations of the island while being particularly well-suited to the...