I have to admit I was never a fan of red meat, I just didn’t grow up eating it. It wasn’t until about four years ago I started to…
Long, cold Canadian winters always have me craving something comforting and familiar. A nice hot bowl of tomato soup usually hits the spot but only if it is served…
I remember the first time I had a Monte Cristo sandwich waaaay back in junior high. Our French teacher took us on a field trip to a french restaurant…
After witnessing my stoooopid external hard drive die on me while transferring all my f*kn goddamn files (because I had a inkling that it may be prone to failing soon)…
I’ve been sick for more than a week now since coming back from my trip, so I’ve living off soups, teas, and whatever Kevin has so kindly prepared for…