by edible | Nov 11, 2017 | Meal
I wake up in a blur of light; one more night of less than four hours. My eyes still swirl with the kaleidoscope of stars, what carried me through last night’s insomnia. Coffee spiked with Pumpkin liqueur wakes me, as I sit in a cocoon of my comforter and fuzzy blanket...
by edible | Nov 11, 2017 | Meal
I arrived early to lunch with the Human Engineer and the Errant Adventuress and spent five minutes reading under the coloured glass decorating the ceiling of La Société. A lovely aesthetic of polished wood and suited waitstaff hinted at elegance, competence, and high...
by edible | Nov 11, 2017 | Ramble
I once worked service in a bistro downtown. It was fraught, as all restaurants are, with its fair share of problems, but it introduced many lessons, objects, practices, and tastes that would follow me through the years, not the least of which was my discovery of brown...
by edible | Nov 10, 2017 | Meal
I arrived early to the Silly Vogelfänger’s newest opera, La Clanecia did Tito, and sitting in the cheeky back pew realized that I hadn’t eaten anything in more than a few hours. Two pints of Guinness, sure. Opera is best enjoyed with a slight edge of inebriation,...
by edible | Nov 9, 2017 | Snack
Behind the fogged front window of La Villa Bakery & Café, I found a hearth-like hideaway. Local construction workers laughed with the elderly clerks, each woman behind the counter in a forest green apron laughing and switching between English and Italian with a...
