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Get Well Soon

Last week, my mum hurt her hip...quite badly. She's been healing very, very slowly, and my heart breaks for her every day she's in pain. This contemporary shredded carrot salad -- one of my mum's all-time favorites -- goes out to her. I say contemporary because I find the 1970s version a little boring. I spiffed mine up with fresh mint from my windowsill garden, plus raisins (of course), raspberry balsamic vinegar, simple syrup, a half teaspoon of olive oil, and toasted crushed almonds.

Kiddish

Choco milschk made from Almond Breeze (my new favorite non-dairy beverage) and PC Organic Chocolate Syrup. Yes!

29 and Feeling Fine

Bowling with my baby. Size 7s and 11s.


Hintonburgettes. Sweet Sarah Sims (plus two babies!), the lovely me (plus, what Adam calls, 'The Teeth'), and the always-ebullient, Emilie.

Retro

My mother's cooking is so good that she's been making the same dishes for 30 years. One of my favorites is marinated cauliflower salad, a food that, for me, is total comfort.

The gorgeous weather this afternoon prompted me to make a lighter version of this salad suitable for a quick lunch. I used my hands to break my little Bryson Farms cauliflower into florets and then I sprinkled it with a sliced scallion, fresh lemon juice, olive oil, S&P, a bit of prepared horseradish, and a teaspoon of simple syrup. Perfecto!

Birthday Doppelganger

My mother has always been firm in her belief that Adam looks like Tom Hanks -- or rather that Tom resembles Adam. And while she's understandably biased when it comes to any of her kids, this time she's kinda right.

Well, today is Adam's birthday, and here's the email he sent me from work this morning.

On the way to work, I pick up a ratty 24 daily. Breezing through the sorry veneer of content, I reach the entertainment section in search of some comic relief. Diana Ross didn't show up to Jacko's memorial; good grief, how infuriating. The Beckhams rent an entire island for their wedding anniversary. Don't they know they are just peeing their money away; BUY, DON'T RENT. Moving on to more quantifiable data, in the celebrity birthdays today, I see that Tom Hanks is listed. Clearly, he is gradually encroaching on my life, and attempting to assume my identity. Do you think I should get a restraining order out? - Adam

My reply: How did you get to be so funny?

Adam: Learned from Tom Hanks.

Happy 29th and 53th birthdays, boys!

Hot Time

It's summer in the city.

In our house, that means fresh salads, tall drinks, daily bike rides, and lots of ice. Yesterday, I put together what was my first of those salads this season: rice noodles in a quick sesame miso dressing with sliced snap peas and green onion (the latter from Ziad's father's reputably amazing vegetable garden). I topped it off with a handful of purple microsprouts from the Bryson Farms delivery. Such a pretty dinner for a weekend bachelorette!

Then, this afternoon, we bought a 1/2 litre of Pascale's peanut butter and salty caramel ice cream at the Ottawa Farmers Market. I feel like such a plebeian for not trying her ice cream before now. I admit that my summer treat of choice is hot dogs or maybe chips and salsa, but Pascale's ice creams may make me a convert. Look for her many other flavors -- Espresso and Fifth Town Goat's Cheese; Hall's Apple Cider; Dark Chocolate Bacon -- all over town.

The winter is dead. Long live summer!

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