tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69436520009861662532024-03-12T21:59:12.812-04:00Biche BreakfastsThe cure for the common sweet and salty breakfast.emmlewishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00345556518796814088noreply@blogger.comBlogger105125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943652000986166253.post-21555977529875951352019-07-10T21:54:00.003-04:002019-07-10T21:54:54.140-04:00Cottage Life: A beginner's baguetteThere's something nice about a magazine. It means it's time to put your feet up, enjoy a cuppa, and scan the just-right-mixture of photo and text to whatever topic tickles your fancy. Just ask my mum, who has stacks of <a href="https://ca.hellomagazine.com/" target="_blank">Hello</a> and <a href="https://www.bbcgoodfood.com/" target="_blank">Good Food</a> at home, and gets me subscriptions to <a href="https://www.canadianliving.com/" target="_blank">Canadian Living</a>, <a href="https://www.styleathome.com/" target="_blank">Style at Home</a>, and <a href="https://www.chatelaine.com/" target="_blank">Chatelaine</a>. A more recent find is <a href="http://www.thesimplethings.com/" target="_blank">The Simple Things</a>, which suddenly has you yearning to quit your day job and start a <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Smallholding" target="_blank">small holding</a> or take up a new hobby like wild flower foraging. <div>
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Perhaps it was the draw to a slower way of living that this last magazine encourages, and the fact that I was at a cottage where I had a little extra time on my hands (thanks to the presence of extra helping hands), but I thought of trying something I had never done before - bread! - and a baguette at that. <div>
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Well, maybe I needed <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wnxn_7bjlNk" target="_blank">Paul Hollywood</a> with me, but the final product wasn't as glamorous as its magazine counterpart (#nailedit). Luckily, it was still tasty and devoured by all the helping hands that were present. </div>
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emmlewishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00345556518796814088noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943652000986166253.post-68835688928021903842019-07-08T21:46:00.000-04:002019-07-08T21:46:25.170-04:00Cottage Life: A little bit of Nostalgica<i>We recently took a week vacation at a cottage in the Laurentians. While we were there, I had the time to think of a few posts for the blog. I give you: the Cottage Life series :-) </i><br />
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Near the end of my undergraduate at the University of Ottawa, I would meet two friends for brunch every Thursday morning at the graduate restaurant on campus, <a href="http://nostalgica.ca/" target="_blank">Cafe Nostalgica</a>. (Coincidentally, this is also where I met my OT hero, <a href="https://www.gg.ca/en/honours/recipients/146-9579" target="_blank">Rachel Thibault</a>, when I was looking for future career advice and she nudged me towards my <a href="https://www.bichebreakfasts.com/2018/11/pivot-international.html" target="_blank">current profession</a> :) Like the creature of habit that I am, I would always order the same thing - a zucchini, goat cheese and red onion omelette.<br />
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Fast forward 10 (!) years later, and it seemed like I was due for a bit of nostalgia, with a side of strawberry jam and strong coffee to help me run around the fields chasing my new memory-maker.<br />
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<br />emmlewishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00345556518796814088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943652000986166253.post-59559988332657678402019-04-21T21:57:00.004-04:002019-04-21T21:57:54.568-04:00An Ottawa Easter<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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We left Montreal on Friday afternoon -the drive was meant to coincide with Bea's nap, but that didn't go quite so well as she didn't sleep very long and then cried every 5 minutes... poor bunny :( </div>
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When we arrived, the weather was quite grey, cold, and rainy, so Bea amused herself by playing with 30 year old Fisher Price toys in my parent's basement. Thank goodness for basements and organized mothers like mine!</div>
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The next morning, with another grey day in the forecast, my mum attempted to brighten things up at breakfast with oranges, yogurt, honey, and pistachios followed by <a href="https://www.bichebreakfasts.com/2012/03/hot-crossed-buns.html" target="_blank">hot crossed buns</a> from the <a href="http://wildoat.ca/" target="_blank">Wild Oat</a>. </div>
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That evening, my sister and her family came over for Easter dinner and we had a few activities prepared for the children like pin the tail on the rabbit and egg colouring (although more eggs were smashed than coloured!).<br />
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On Easter morning, despite not planning an egg hunt for Bea, a rabbit made an appearance in my parent's garden during breakfast... inciting some sweet reactions from our little bunny.<br />
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We then went for a walk through <a href="https://outdoorottawa.com/activities/mooneys-bay-beach/" target="_blank">Mooney's Bay</a> and <a href="http://ncc-ccn.gc.ca/places/hogs-back-park" target="_blank">Hog's Back Park</a>, before heading back to Montreal in the afternoon (Bea slept the whole way, yay!).<br />
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Amazingly, this place has been open for 50 years now, and my family have been going for over 30 of these years! Much has changed during this time, most importantly, the growing crowds that flock here each spring (including the need to wait in line for 30+ minutes to get your meal!).<br />
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Happily, the men offered to wait in line while my mum, sister, and I occupied the children in the playground.<br />
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Thanks for the memories Fulton's, we will surely be back! xemmlewishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00345556518796814088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943652000986166253.post-29282470602539074462019-04-10T21:00:00.001-04:002019-04-10T21:00:26.152-04:00The Hamiltons Visit HoMaMidweek earlier this winter, I get a phone call from <a href="https://www.bichebreakfasts.com/2013/10/megan-and-matt-get-married.html" target="_blank">my sister</a>: "What are you doing this weekend?" And so it was that her and her crew came to Montreal for a quick visit to shake off the winter blahs.<br />
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When they arrived on Saturday afternoon, we quickly made a dash to an urban <i><a href="https://cabaneasucre.org/" target="_blank">cabane à sucre</a> </i>at a local park.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A little sceptical about this petting zoo...</td></tr>
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That evening, we had decided that it was warm enough to barbecue and had European-style hot dogs with <a href="http://www.williamjwalter.com/fr/" target="_blank">sausages</a> and <a href="http://arhoma.ca/accueil/" target="_blank">bread</a> purchased from <a href="http://www.quartierhochelaga.com/tag/place-simon-valois/" target="_blank">local vendors</a>.<br />
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The next morning, we had our <a href="https://www.bichebreakfasts.com/2018/10/saturday-porridgesunday-pancakes.html" target="_blank">classic crêpes</a>, plus a few sides -including homemade bread from Matt!- for breakfast.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Crêpes to feed a crowd</td></tr>
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<i> </i>We then decided to make use of the <a href="https://parcolympique.qc.ca/en/" target="_blank">Olympic Park</a> at our doorstep and visit - <a href="https://parcolympique.qc.ca/en/what-to-do/the-montreal-tower/" target="_blank">The Montreal Tower</a>!<br />
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We got there fairly early and got to have the ride up and down the funicular to ourselves (perks of having young children! ;-).<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bea and Lewis looking out over the old <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Olympic_Village_(Montreal)" target="_blank">Olympic Village</a></td></tr>
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Thanks to the Hamilton clan for making the trip up to HoMa and turning this blah weekend into something memorable! x </div>
emmlewishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00345556518796814088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943652000986166253.post-1070146306399302772019-03-10T21:45:00.003-04:002019-03-10T21:45:19.855-04:00Sometimes Breakfast Looks Like ThisIt's a fact, there are many things that change in your life after you have children. This was made apparent to me this week in a couple instances while having breakfast...<br />
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Midweek, despite already having had <a href="https://www.bichebreakfasts.com/2019/01/two-ingredient-pancakes.html" target="_blank">her breakfast</a>, little Bea made it clear that she would like to share some of mine.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Not pictured: pile of laundry and toys on the other half of the table.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I must have done something right to get a smile like that :-)</td></tr>
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On the weekend, while attempting to brunch with friends at <a href="https://www.bichebreakfasts.com/2019/02/helicoptere.html" target="_blank">Hélicoptère</a>, little Bea has us earning our meal doing laps around all the tables.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">#teamwork</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I swear the matching outfits weren't planned ;-)</td></tr>
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Never a dull moment, as my mum would say. xemmlewishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00345556518796814088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943652000986166253.post-15214085642283502342019-03-08T16:48:00.001-05:002019-03-08T16:48:17.047-05:00The EngagementFive years ago today, Antoine asked a me a big question that caught me off guard.<br />
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You see, for Christmas he told me that he had booked us a weekend away in an <a href="https://www.sepaq.com/annexes/hebergement/chalet-exp.dot?language_id=1" target="_blank">EXP cabin</a> in <a href="https://www.sepaq.com/pq/mot/index.dot?language_id=1" target="_blank">Mont-Tremblant provincial park</a>. I was happy at the prospect of a weekend together, but secretly disappointed as I had had the feeling he was going to propose at Christmas (yes, yes, I admit I thought this...). Little did I know he already had a little plan up his sleeve...<br />
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Leading up to the weekend, I was planning and preparing meals thinking the breakfasts from the weekend would make a nice blog post, much like <a href="https://www.bichebreakfasts.com/2013/02/paradis-perche.html" target="_blank">our stay in a rustic treehouse</a>. Much like that weekend, we arrived late Friday so as to be able to maximize our time. We also like the idea of arriving somewhere new when it is dark so as to be surprised by our surroundings the next morning.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Croissants, ham, and cheese from <a href="https://premieremoisson.com/en" target="_blank">Premiere Moisson</a></td></tr>
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On the Saturday, I made us breakfast before heading out for a hike. At the first lookout, we asked a couple to take our photo.<br />
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It was a beautiful late winter day where you it felt like spring was just around the corner. As I was expressing this sentiment, Antoine turned around and started a little speech about how much he enjoys spending time with me. I was so taken aback by him talking like this, I sort of stared like a fool before I realized... <i>he's proposing! </i>It wasn't until he pulled out a little red box with a ring inside that I clicked.<br />
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Antoine had proposed using a decoy ring he got at a second hand shop on St. Laurent Blvd (we had been there in the past for items for our old apartment so there was a bit of significance!). The funny thing was that when I was hiking, my hands were swollen from the heat and the ring appeared to fit. However, later that evening when the swelling had gone down, I found out the hard way that the ring didn't fit as it flew into the garbage when I was cleaning up!<br />
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At the next lookout, we met up with the same couple who took our photo earlier and shared the good news with them. It was fun to have that moment with complete strangers.<br />
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The next day, we made <a href="https://www.bichebreakfasts.com/2018/10/saturday-porridgesunday-pancakes.html" target="_blank">crêpes</a> and sausages for breakfast before driving home to share the good news with our relatives.<br />
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Five years later, the memory is still as sweet. x</div>
emmlewishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00345556518796814088noreply@blogger.com0Parc national du Mont-Tremblant, 3824 Chemin du Lac Supérieur, Lac-Supérieur, QC J0T 1P0, Canada46.478174900000013 -74.284374745.773772400000013 -75.5807612 47.182577400000014 -72.9879882tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943652000986166253.post-58989960036447115502019-02-24T11:10:00.001-05:002019-02-24T11:10:28.215-05:00An English Breakfast by a WelshmanIn honour of <a href="https://www.bbc.com/sport/rugby-union/47345818" target="_blank">Wales beating England</a> in the <a href="https://www.sixnationsrugby.com/" target="_blank">Six Nations Rugby championship</a> yesterday, I am reminded of a recent trip to Ottawa where my dad, a proud Welshman, served us a <a href="https://www.seriouseats.com/2012/08/guide-to-a-fry-up-full-british-breakfast-what-is-in-ingredients.html" target="_blank">fry-up</a> for breakfast.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Eggs, potatoes, mushrooms, sausage, and of course, <a href="https://www.heinz.co.uk/products/beanz/ranges/beanz/heinz-baked-beanz" target="_blank">baked beans</a></td></tr>
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While I am generally a #teamboth (philosophy inspired by Elizabeth Holmes of <a href="https://www.byelizabethholmes.com/smt-explainer" target="_blank">So Many Thoughts</a>) when it comes to an England vs Wales match, I couldn't help but feel this win came at a good time, so close to <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saint_David%27s_Day" target="_blank">St. David's Day</a>.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Beatrice enjoyed her version of a fry-up, with Nuttah waiting patiently for scraps!</td></tr>
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Now to get some <a href="https://wales.com/stdavidsday" target="_blank">daffodils and bake Welsh cakes</a> in preparation for March 1st...<br />
<br />emmlewishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00345556518796814088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943652000986166253.post-65529392853791076272019-02-18T21:15:00.002-05:002019-02-18T21:15:51.570-05:00Hélicoptère<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Not long after we moved to our new neighbourhood, Antoine sent me an e-mail with the subject: <i>Ton nouveau Rhubarbe. </i>You see, at our old apartment, it would not be hard for me to find an excuse to get a coffee and a treat or to take a friend for brunch at <a href="https://www.bichebreakfasts.com/2012/09/rhubarbe.html" target="_blank">my favourite spot</a>. Admittedly, it was one of the things I was going to miss after we moved. Luckily for me, at a stone's throw from our new home, we have <a href="https://helicopteremtl.com/" target="_blank">Hélicoptère/Hélico Cafe</a> - a restaurant / coffee shop and <a href="https://montrealgazette.com/life/food/local-food-reviews/restaurant-review-east-ends-helicoptere-soars-with-small-plates" target="_blank">all things amazing</a>. </div>
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I have since been for numerous coffee dates with friends and my little family, my first dinner date night post-Bea, and one memorable brunch with my parents. When we went for brunch, Antoine and I were raving about the meal we had recently had to my parents, only to be blown away again by the food. Even Bea wanted extra portions from each of the plates!<br />
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When I was in the process of moving, I was having a hard time thinking of all the things/place/spaces we would leave behind in our old neighbourhood and couldn't decide if some <a href="https://www.yourdictionary.com/momento" target="_blank">momentos</a> were important to take with me. A friend of mine who was looking after Bea while I was packing (thanks Simone!) reminded me that I would make new memories in my new home. Her advice ended up being useful to me while packing/unpacking, helping me to see that some things no longer felt 'right' in the new space and knowing that it was ok to leave a space blank for memories-in-waiting.<br />
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So, here is to making new memories, in my new home and neighbourhood, with my little family. xemmlewishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00345556518796814088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943652000986166253.post-47520133414076169052019-02-10T10:59:00.002-05:002019-02-10T10:59:44.201-05:00Vacation Photos - Toronto...or better known as the trip where I got away without spilling the beans. You see, I had <a href="https://www.bichebreakfasts.com/2018/12/30th-birthday-1st-birthday.html" target="_blank"><i>just</i> learned that I was pregnant</a>, wasn't totally ready to share the news, and was about to go on a weekend trip to Toronto with my 7-month pregnant sister and my mum. Let's see how this goes, I thought...<br />
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Friday afternoon, we all took the train into Toronto's <a href="https://www.google.com/maps/uv?hl=en&pb=!1s0x882b34d34b9798f9:0x551bb64c7ccdc6e7!2m22!2m2!1i80!2i80!3m1!2i20!16m16!1b1!2m2!1m1!1e1!2m2!1m1!1e3!2m2!1m1!1e5!2m2!1m1!1e4!2m2!1m1!1e6!3m1!7e115!4shttps://lh5.googleusercontent.com/p/AF1QipO_2XR4RHRmckgqCXl_6bS8XvzDOXQTq51H8w94%3Dw240-h160-k-no!5sunion+station+toronto+-+Google+Search&imagekey=!1e10!2sAF1QipO_2XR4RHRmckgqCXl_6bS8XvzDOXQTq51H8w94&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwj_w5rnvrHgAhWws1kKHab5AKMQoiowFHoECAMQBg" target="_blank">union station</a> and headed straight for our hotel, the <a href="https://www.fairmont.com/royal-york-toronto/" target="_blank">Royal York</a>.<br />
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We shopped at the <a href="https://www.cfshops.com/toronto-eaton-centre.html" target="_blank">Eaton Centre</a>, ate a Thai dinner at <a href="http://www.khaosanroad.ca/main" target="_blank">Khan San Road</a>, and had several laughs at <a href="https://www.secondcity.com/toronto/" target="_blank">Second City</a>.<br />
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Saturday, we decided to check out <a href="http://westqueenwest.ca/" target="_blank">Queen St. West</a> and started our day with brunch at <a href="https://www.roseandsons.ca/" target="_blank">Rose and Sons</a> before poking into all the nifty shops.<br />
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We also walked along <a href="https://localwiki.org/toronto/Graffiti_Alley" target="_blank">Graffiti Alley</a>, where <a href="https://tayloronhistory.com/2012/11/29/view-the-alley-where-rick-mercer-gives-his-rants/" target="_blank">Rick Mercer films his 'rants'</a>. <br />
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That night, we got a little dressed up (aka I put eye makeup on) and had dinner at an Italian restaurant. My sister questioned why I didn't want to finish my wine, but didn't push the issue any further...phew!<br />
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<br />emmlewishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00345556518796814088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943652000986166253.post-6056663738780344672019-01-31T14:55:00.000-05:002019-01-31T14:55:25.286-05:00Two-Ingredient PancakesCue <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5gB2prIYghM" target="_blank">Jack Johnson</a>- it's time for some banana pancakes (or banana omelettes as Antoine calls them, ha). But instead of pretending like it's the weekend, like in the song, it's a weekday morning and I'm hunting for ideas for breakfast (with a toddler pulling at my leg).<br />
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Luckily, I had seen <a href="https://cupofjo.com/2014/04/two-ingredient-pancakes/" target="_blank">this post on a Cup of Jo</a> a few years ago and bookmarked it for future reference. Just like Cup of Jo's little ones, Bea goes c-r-a-z-y for these flapjacks. <br />
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Ok, now back to Jack Johnson and pretending like it's the weekend...emmlewishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00345556518796814088noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943652000986166253.post-39120054022950364992019-01-27T13:59:00.003-05:002019-01-27T13:59:45.910-05:00A Weekend in the WoodsRecently, we got to spend a weekend here...<br />
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...a not-so-little "cabin" in the woods, near <a href="https://ville.sainte-agathe-des-monts.qc.ca/" target="_blank">Ste-Agathe-des-Monts</a>, with Antoine's family to celebrate his mother's (or Mamie-loup, as she's known at our house) birthday.<br />
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What was great about this type of get-away for us, was that free baby-sitting was included :-P This meant we were able to go cross-country skiing in the woods with Nuttah while the babe napped.<br />
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As always, the food was delicious, even our french-toast breakfast (<a href="https://www.bichebreakfasts.com/2012/03/you-can-always-rely-on-classic.html" target="_blank">a classic</a> in our family) after a much-too-early-wake-up from you-know-who ;-)<br />
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This past summer, we took Bea to the UK to introduce her to my extended family, as well as to participate in an important birthday. </div>
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My English grandmother was turning 90-years-old and the family descended on sunny Devon to celebrate an incredible woman. Several of us rented a <a href="http://www.southdevonguide.co.uk/" target="_blank">'folly'</a> for the time we were all together. The owner left us some champagne and scones, such a treat!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I am a <a href="https://www.theguardian.com/science/brain-flapping/2014/oct/03/how-to-make-tea-science-milk-first" target="_blank">milk-first</a> / <a href="https://www.independent.co.uk/life-style/food-and-drink/queen-scones-jam-cream-what-goes-first-debate-cream-tea-outrage-a8260686.html" target="_blank">cream-first</a> type of person ;-)</td></tr>
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We had a weekend of lunches out (<a href="https://www.thecoombecellars.co.uk/" target="_blank">here</a> and <a href="https://fieldkitchen.riverford.co.uk/" target="_blank">here</a>) and time together at the folly, which included a song for the birthday girl (to the tune of <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=78MKBHR3NbU" target="_blank">On a Bicycle Built for Two</a>):</div>
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<i>Betty, Betty, we’re thankful for all you do.</i></div>
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<i>We’re so happy to spend this time with you.</i></div>
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<i>You’re the glue that keeps us together,</i></div>
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<i>We’ll be in Devon no matter the weather</i></div>
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<i>Our love is sweet,</i></div>
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<i>It’s such a treat,</i></div>
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<i>To have a Mum/Nana/Great-Nan like you.</i></div>
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<i>Knitting, Cooking or even a chat or two,</i></div>
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<i>We know that we can always rely on you.</i></div>
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<i>Your garden’s an inspiration</i></div>
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<i>To every generation.</i></div>
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<i>Your plums are sweet,</i></div>
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<i>Your stew’s a treat,</i></div>
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<i>No wonder we all love you!</i></div>
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<i>Happy 90th Birthday!!</i></div>
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Beatrice enjoyed meeting everyone, especially her great grandmothers...<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Getting a song from <a href="https://uk.answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20100901195400AA41cLp&guccounter=1" target="_blank">Hen Mamgu</a></td></tr>
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...her fun-loving nature meant she was quite the hit :-) </div>
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It wasn't always easy travelling with a baby, but I am so happy I have these photos to show Bea in the future as well as the memories that will last forever. x<br />
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emmlewishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00345556518796814088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943652000986166253.post-74378013914027957782019-01-21T15:15:00.001-05:002019-01-21T15:16:07.181-05:00Vacation Photos - Babymoon on the East CoastOn this <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blue_Monday_(date)" target="_blank">Blue Monday</a>, after a snowstorm, I am reminiscing about the sea. In the summer before Bea was born, Antoine and I did a road trip out to the East Coast and the views were incredible.<br />
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We saw <a href="http://www.thehopewellrocks.ca/" target="_blank">Hopewell Rocks</a>...<br />
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Stayed in little homes via airbnb...<br />
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Drove the <a href="https://www.cbisland.com/cabot-trail/" target="_blank">Cabot Trail</a> (and walked the <a href="https://www.novascotia.com/see-do/trails/skyline-trail-cape-breton-highlands-national-park/6176" target="_blank">Skyline Trail</a>)...<br />
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emmlewishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00345556518796814088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943652000986166253.post-73292273201700296142018-12-16T14:11:00.002-05:002018-12-16T14:11:46.765-05:0030th Birthday / 1st BirthdayIn the not so distant past, I turned 30.<br /><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<br />Naturally, the best way I could think to celebrate was to invite some of my favourite people over for brunch.<br />
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I ordered mini-pastries and a cake from <a href="https://patisserierhubarbe.com/" target="_blank">Rhubarbe</a> and enlisted the help of my mother-in-law to make a few salads and other finger foods.<br />
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Everyone crammed in to our one bedroom apartment, had mimosas in mason jars, and mingled.<br />
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It was such a treat for me to spend time with everyone. But! Little did I know, the biggest gift of all was coming later that year (and was already at the party!)...<br />
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...Fast forward to this year and we are celebrating our daughter Beatrice's first birthday.<br />
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In keeping with our have-people-over-and-feed-them scheme, we had a little family brunch for her first birthday party. Both of Bea's grandmothers helped with the food prep and I just made <a href="https://www.yummytoddlerfood.com/recipes/desserts/best-smash-cake-with-yogurt-frosting/" target="_blank">this cake</a>.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The spread! The mini bagels from <a href="https://www.kettlemansbagels.ca/" target="_blank">Kettleman's</a> were a hit</td></tr>
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My sister came to Montreal with her crew for the weekend to participate in the festivities :-)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The cousins! (note my similar outfit...) </td></tr>
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Thanks to all who made both celebrations so special xoxemmlewishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00345556518796814088noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943652000986166253.post-20413607914238105592018-11-17T10:48:00.002-05:002018-11-17T10:48:56.202-05:00Pivot InternationalI've sort of <a href="https://www.bichebreakfasts.com/2012/01/reservoir.html" target="_blank">hinted at</a> <a href="https://www.bichebreakfasts.com/2012/02/best-egg-sandwich-youll-ever-have.html" target="_blank">what I do for a living</a> on this blog. However, I won't waste my time here explaining what occupational therapy (OT) is, I'll <a href="https://www.coto.org/you-and-your-ot/what-occupational-therapists-do" target="_blank">let a professional association do that</a>. Throughout my budding occupational therapy career, for various reasons, I've bounced around doing things like stroke rehabilitation, vocational rehabilitation, geriatric rehabilitation, and technical aids (i.e. wheelchairs and positioning devices).<br />
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In early 2017, I was lucky to be able to put my OT skills to use on a humanitarian trip to Nicaragua to provide wheelchairs for children with various medical conditions.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Post-wheelchair assembly</td></tr>
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I went with <a href="http://pivotinternational.org/en/?page_id=78" target="_blank">Pivot International</a>, an organization that was co-founded by an OT friend of mine, Marie-Kim.<br />
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Our short trip was filled with wheelchair deliveries, adjustments, and follow-ups to make sure the children were adequately positioned in their chairs. It is amazing to see how a child who has mainly been in their mother's arms or in bed get a new perspective when sitting in a chair.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Roger, post-wheelchair delivery</td></tr>
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Upon our return to Montreal, Marie-Kim and I met to prepare a presentation for McGill OT students. For our get-together, we thought it would be appropriate to recreate the breakfasts we had there. You see, <a href="http://www.casapueblito.org/" target="_blank">our lodgings</a> in <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Managua" target="_blank">Managua</a> were located near an exceptional <a href="https://www.delafincanicaragua.com/" target="_blank">Nicaraguan coffee shop</a>. Every morning, orders would be taken and we would have our breakfast on the inner patio before heading out for the day.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our version of DeLaFinca's granola</td></tr>
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Most of us would usually have their granola (mainly tropical fruit with yogurt, granola, and their Nicaraguan honey) and, of course, a coffee. Marie-Kim and I savoured our breakfast in my old plateau apartment, as much as we did back in Managua :)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://montreal.ctvnews.ca/simone-cavanaugh-25-is-youngest-recipient-of-montreal-humanitarian-award-1.3897010" target="_blank">Simone</a>, Pivot's executive director, admiring the views near Estelí</td></tr>
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This year, Pivot's efforts have needed to adjust as a result of the current <a href="https://www.bbc.com/news/world-latin-america-44398673" target="_blank">Nicaraguan crisis.</a> The crisis has made it so that now, more than ever, the children and the families we have helped in the past need assistance to access basic things like food and soap.<br />
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For those interested, Pivot is having a <a href="https://www.facebook.com/events/755810238084439/" target="_blank">wine and cheese</a> fundraiser on Saturday, December 1st. For tickets or to make a donation, <a href="https://www.eventbee.com/v/pivot/event?eid=152871335&fbclid=IwAR04mTjnC6JnqjvlTSaVB6IN8zjfmWfFzHhJz4OeVDKV-DIOhEg9YKiQVbY#/tickets" target="_blank">click here</a>.<br />
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<br />emmlewishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00345556518796814088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943652000986166253.post-80451429914872010382018-10-21T10:53:00.002-04:002018-10-21T10:53:47.202-04:00Arts Cafe<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Photo cred: nightlife.ca</td></tr>
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On this cold and windy day, I am reminded of a brunch I had at the cosy corner <a href="http://artscafemontreal.com/en/" target="_blank">Arts Cafe</a> in the Mile End last year. Surprisingly, I had taken the salty option (I'm usually a sweet tooth gal, as you may have noticed!). I didn't regret it :)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Eggs Benedict on brioche bread with sweet potato fries</td></tr>
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Happy Sunday xemmlewishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00345556518796814088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943652000986166253.post-74796452695843539272018-10-15T14:55:00.001-04:002018-10-15T14:55:12.483-04:00Saturday Porridge/Sunday PancakesGrowing up, during the school-year period, breakfasts on weekends were usually: porridge on Saturday, pancakes on Sunday. Well, they say <a href="https://www.telegraph.co.uk/men/relationships/fatherhood/10772970/We-all-turn-into-our-parents-one-day.html" target="_blank">we grow up to be quite similar to our parents</a>, and here we are, 20ish years later, repeating the tradition.<br />
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On Saturday, Bea and I had some apple oatmeal (recipe below)... we had to spice up the <a href="https://www.bichebreakfasts.com/2018/10/overnight-oats.html" target="_blank">overnight oats</a>, didn't we?!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My toast, her toast; my bowl, her bowl; my tea ;-)</td></tr>
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Saturday night, Antoine prepared his <a href="https://books.google.ca/books?id=ldcKa0614jAC&pg=PA48&lpg=PA48&dq=crepe+suzette+la+cuisine+raisonn%C3%A9e&source=bl&ots=APNyRX9_Tx&sig=lC2JDGIXfUJRVn90CsjKsVoaeP0&hl=en&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjawO--3IjeAhVD9IMKHV55CLsQ6AEwB3oECAcQAQ#v=onepage&q=crepe%20suzette%20la%20cuisine%20raisonn%C3%A9e&f=false" target="_blank">classic crêpe recipe</a> so it would be ready to make early Sunday morning (weekends are no exception to Bea's early wakings ;-)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Don't worry, she got some crêpes, too!</td></tr>
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I'm certainly one for family rituals and traditions, so who knows, maybe this will be on repeat in the future.<br />
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<u>Apple Oatmeal</u><br />
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<i>Makes 4 servings</i><br />
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1 cup quick-cooking rolled oats<br />
1 cup milk<br />
1 cup water<br />
1/2 cup raisins<br />
1 tbsp brown sugar<br />
1 apple, peeled, cored, diced<br />
1/4 tsp salt<br />
1/4 tsp cinnamon<br />
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In microwaveable bowl, combine all ingredients. Microwave on high for 5 mins, stirring halfway through or until thickened and creamy. Add more liquid if necessary. Let stand for 1 minute before serving.<br />
Sprinkle with more sugar or cinnamon to taste.<br />
emmlewishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00345556518796814088noreply@blogger.com0Maisonneuve, Montréal, QC, Canada45.5524684 -73.53956310000000945.5302304 -73.579903600000009 45.574706400000004 -73.49922260000001tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943652000986166253.post-24525077378419727082018-10-10T20:07:00.000-04:002018-10-10T20:07:34.352-04:00Overnight oatsYes, I have jumped on that bandwagon. The <a href="https://www.quakeroats.com/cooking-and-recipes/overnightoats" target="_blank">overnight oats</a> bandwagon.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Me and mini-me</td></tr>
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How did we get here? Well, Bea made it clear she was no longer interested in her baby cereal in the morning (I mean, who can blame her? It's essentially iron-enriched tasteless goop). On top of that, I recently started a practicum for my interminable masters two days a week and need her and I to be out the door relatively early. Enter: the overnight oats. Simple, quick, and as tasty as you want it to be.<br />
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All you need to do is mix equal parts oats with your choice of milk and a dash of vanilla extract. Cover and leave overnight (or at least 5 hours). Add yogurt, fruit, nuts, drizzle of honey (not for baby, though)... whatever your heart desires and voilà! Baby-approved breakfast is served. You can also prep the oats and your toppings in a mason jar for a stylish breakfast on the go (you still need a spoon though, this ain't no smoothie!).<br />
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Happy oating! xoemmlewishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00345556518796814088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943652000986166253.post-31530358431080474792018-10-04T15:01:00.000-04:002018-10-04T15:01:23.838-04:00Our HoMa homeThis past summer, after spending 6+ years in <a href="https://montrealgazette.com/life/urban-expressions/the-road-less-travelled" target="_blank">Le Petit Laurier</a>, we packed up our 100-year old, 1 bedroom, apartment with baby and dog in tow for bigger and better things... in <a href="https://www.mtlblog.com/lifestyle/12-reasons-why-living-in-montreals-hochelaga-maisonneuve-is-the-best" target="_blank">Hochelaga-Maisonneuve</a> (HoMa, or Hoche'lag, to the locals)!<div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://proposmontreal.com/index.php/avenue-morgan-lavenue-de-lhistoire/" target="_blank">Avenue Morgan</a></td></tr>
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As we have been slowly getting settled in, we have had friends come over for brunch (where we would usually serve <a href="https://books.google.ca/books?id=ldcKa0614jAC&pg=PA48&lpg=PA48&dq=crepe+suzette+la+cuisine+raisonn%C3%A9e&source=bl&ots=APNxR1cVRt&sig=K4N1wIsPdJiQQCgQTrtfAUoDCTs&hl=en&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiBrMn4t-3dAhWJ2YMKHYcJDtgQ6AEwBnoECAcQAQ#v=onepage&q=crepe%20suzette%20la%20cuisine%20raisonn%C3%A9e&f=false" target="_blank">crêpes</a> with various toppings) to show our new pad and 'hood. Last weekend, with a larger than usual crowd, we decided to bonify the menu. </div>
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In addition to the crêpes, I channelled my inner Martha and edited one of her <a href="https://www.marthastewart.com/868430/broccoli-cheddar-quiche" target="_blank">quiche recipes</a>; Antoine fried up some potatoes and whipped up a salad; and, while things were getting a little hectic in the final prep moments and baby was needing some reassurance, I had assistance to <a href="https://www.geniuskitchen.com/recipe/caramelized-peaches-or-nectarines-315418" target="_blank">caramelized some nectarines</a> from the <a href="https://www.marchespublics-mtl.com/en/marches/maisonneuve-market/" target="_blank">market</a>. There were also some brioches from <a href="https://www.marchespublics-mtl.com/en/marchands/premiere-moisson-maisonneuve/" target="_blank">Première Moisson</a> on offer (handy, that market ;-) </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">La gang</td></tr>
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Suffice it to say, everyone was satiated - including Bea - who sampled most of the menu :-) </div>
emmlewishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00345556518796814088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943652000986166253.post-86596498779415559422018-09-23T20:47:00.001-04:002018-09-23T20:47:41.864-04:00Last Weekend / This WeekendLast weekend: We spent time in Ottawa with <a href="https://www.bichebreakfasts.com/2014/08/happy-60th-mum-ottawa-weekend.html" target="_blank">my family</a> and I caught up with <a href="https://www.bichebreakfasts.com/2013/01/now-and-then.html" target="_blank">old friends</a> over lunch (and introduced the ladies to little Bea!). On Sunday, my mum treated us to a Puffed Peach Pancake (recipe below) for breakfast. Was reminded of <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uV14jq2n-jg" target="_blank">this '90s song</a> while I ate :-) #goingtoeatmealotofpeaches<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Serve with whipped cream and maple syrup for a real treat!</td></tr>
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This weekend: We stayed in Montreal and celebrated <a href="https://www.bichebreakfasts.com/2015/04/an-easter-egg-hunt-with-twist.html" target="_blank">Antoine's niece's</a> birthday. On Sunday, I thought I would start a tradition of baking while Bea naps in the morning. That way, we could have a little treat with our afternoon tea (yes, I have introduced her to this ritual ...at least the biscuit part ;-) or for dessert. I decided on apple muffins (recipe below) because those were the ingredients I had on hand.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Enjoy with coffee or tea for elevensies or afternoon tea :)</td></tr>
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In both cases, I think the chefs were a little disappointed with the result of their baking. Luckily, in both cases, and as with most baking, the results were only temporary and were happily consumed by those at home.<br />
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Here's hoping you had a good weekend.<br />
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x<br />
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<u>Puffed Pancake</u> <i>(adapted from Pepperplate)</i></div>
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<i>Serves 4</i><br />
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<u>Ingredients</u><br />
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6 eggs<br />
1 cup milk<br />
1/2 teaspoon salt<br />
2/3 cup flour<br />
3 or four large apples (or peaches, in our case) peeled, cored, and sliced<br />
5 tablespoons butter<br />
1 teaspoon cinnamon<br />
Sprinkle of sugar<br />
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<u>Instructions</u><br />
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1. Preheat oven to 415<br />
2. Mix together eggs, milk, flour, and salt. Melt butter in a 12 inch pie pan in the oven. Take pan out of the oven and lay the fruit evenly over the bottom. Return the pan to the oven until the butter sizzles.<br />
3. Remove from the oven and pour the egg mixture over the apples. Sprinkle cinnamon and sugar over the top and return to the oven for 30 minutes. Check the centre to be sure it's done. I often finish it off in the microwave for 2 or 3 minutes if the middle is still a little soupy. Depends on how juicy the fruit are.<br />
4. Cut into wedges and serve with maple syrup.<br />
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<u>Apple Muffins</u> <i>(from <a href="https://muffinmania.ca/" target="_blank">Muffin Mania</a>)</i></div>
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<i>Yields 8-9 muffins</i><br />
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<u>Ingredients</u><br />
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1/4 cup shortening or margarine<br />
3/4 cup white sugar<br />
1/2 teaspoon vanilla extract<br />
1 egg, beaten<br />
1 cup all-purpose flour<br />
1 teaspoon baking soda<br />
1/4 teaspoon salt<br />
1/2 teaspoon cinnamon<br />
1/4 teaspoon nutmeg<br />
1 1/2 cup apples, peeled, cored, chopped<br />
1 tablespoon cream<br />
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<u>Instructions</u><br />
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1. Cream shortening and sugar. Add vanilla and beaten egg.<br />
2. Stir together dry ingredients and add, stirring just to moisten.<br />
3. Add apples and cream gently.<br />
4. Fill greased muffin cups and bake at 350 for 20-25 minutes.<br />
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*Note: Batter is very thick and these muffins do not rise high!<br />
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<br />emmlewishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00345556518796814088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943652000986166253.post-12264701170172527852018-09-16T20:54:00.000-04:002018-09-16T20:54:19.244-04:00Santa BarbaraNo, not the <a href="https://santabarbaraca.com/" target="_blank">city in California</a>. The <a href="http://santabarbaramtl.ca/home.html" target="_blank">restaurant in Villeray</a>. <br />
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A few summers ago, <a href="http://www.bichebreakfasts.com/2014/08/vacation-photos-tofino.html" target="_blank">a friend of mine</a> came to visit Montreal after having recently moved away. A good friend of his had opened a restaurant in Villeray and we were to have some of their famous Weekend Brunch.<br />
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I had been looking forward to going because:<br />
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a) I had heard so many good things about it; and,<br />
b) knew that it would be his friend that would be serving us so we would get all the good recommendations on what to eat!<br />
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Here are a few snaps of what we ate, plus one of the gang:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Apple cheddar crepe</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Granola for me (need my fruit in the AM :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I always know Antoine will pick the smoked salmon option ;-)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Posing for the camera</td></tr>
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Thank you for the exceptional dining experience, <a href="https://www.facebook.com/restaurantsantabarbara/?__xts__[0]=68.ARCkDR56JBC1zF7vBP1YagzrQIo3lPNwph0EpooVlxlKXMlecl92--JECjHlmBcO9zgEylTdrm4p1T3vvaSMK67V_5WfxDaBOLzldDFxeLaIG3fmpyyNI9Dkss4KBa7iUbMHvTug1ZX02gCoFHbGofKmz5bOz_f_Z7aEB9wXAwhH3rsUcOZnQQw&__tn__=HH-R" target="_blank">Santa Barbara</a>! xxemmlewishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00345556518796814088noreply@blogger.com0Villeray, Montreal, QC, Canada45.5481132 -73.624765445.5258717 -73.6651059 45.5703547 -73.5844249tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943652000986166253.post-22455842610799193682018-09-12T21:27:00.002-04:002018-09-14T10:32:07.207-04:00Chocolate SprinklesWhen <a href="https://bichebreakfasts.blogspot.com/2013/10/megan-and-matt-get-married.html" target="_blank">my sister got married</a>, instead of having guests tap their cutlery on their glasses to get them to kiss, guests had to say "cheers" in another language. My brother's girlfriend, who lives in the Netherlands, decided to teach us a different word.<br />
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"Hagelslag!," she said. "It means chocolate sprinkles."<br />
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A few months later, on another visit to Canada, she brought Hagelslag.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Milk or "Pure" Hagelslag</td></tr>
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As it turns out, <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t0aQjMQIWvc" target="_blank">Hagelslag</a> is a very popular breakfast in the Netherlands, <a href="https://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2014/10/08/magazine/eaters-all-over.html" target="_blank">especially for children</a>.<br />
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Apparently, you are meant to eat it on lightly buttered toast. Naturally, I obliged :)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lightly-buttered <a href="https://premieremoisson.com/en/products/bakery/white-breads/country-style-round-loaf" target="_blank">Premier Moisson</a> bread</td></tr>
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Cheers to chocolate sprinkles!emmlewishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00345556518796814088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943652000986166253.post-65785353822240547962018-09-10T14:02:00.002-04:002018-09-10T14:02:12.138-04:00The Breakfast That Wasn'tFor a while, I kept up a breakfast blog. I wrote about what I was having for breakfast and any adventures I was having. I found it fun to have this little hobby... until I didn't.<br />
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You see, I was getting embarrassed about taking photos of my food (I am not very good at taking photos) and then sharing them online. Then, there were the people that were asking me if I would put the meal we were having online. I felt... pressured! Finally, there was this meal. The one I will tell you about now.<br />
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I had just gotten back from a <a href="https://www.dhamma.org/en-US/index" target="_blank">10 day silent meditation retreat</a> and were invited to friends for dinner. Except it wasn't dinner, it was breakfast. And it was really quite impressive.<br />
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We started with 'eggs' (scallops on mashed potatoes)...<br />
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...followed by 'bacon' (lasagna pasta in tomato sauce, on a stick), 'hash browns' (my memory is failing me... I think it was a crab cake?!), and veggies. There was also some sort of 'béchamel' sauce. How ingenious was all that?!<br />
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I took pictures and said that of course I would put it up on the blog. But then, I didn't. Who knows if it was my general interest in blogging that was waning (my number of posts had gown down over time) or the reflections that I had done over my meditation period, but over three years went by. During that time, I've: started a (second!) masters, adopted a dog, got married, had a baby, and bought a condo (see - I haven't been slacking ;-)<br />
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Recently, we went on holiday to celebrate my grandmother's 90th birthday and present Beatrice (aka. Bea) to my extended family. While we were there, a few people asked me about the blog. Now that Bea allows me to have some time to myself again (by napping/sleeping in her crib), I had the urge to write again. Coincidentally, I got an e-mail from Google asking me if I wanted to keep up my subscription. It felt like a little nudge. So here I am, updating my blog and writing when I feel like it (and have the chance ;-). No pressure... right?!emmlewishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00345556518796814088noreply@blogger.com0Montreal, QC, Canada45.5016889 -73.56725599999998645.145911899999994 -74.212702999999991 45.8574659 -72.921808999999982tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6943652000986166253.post-617266449548448012015-07-19T14:30:00.000-04:002018-10-04T14:31:11.621-04:00Cafe MyriadeMy first attempt at a <a href="https://fatmumslim.com.au/so-what-the-heck-is-a-flatlay/" target="_blank">flat lay</a> while enjoying my first <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flat_white" target="_blank">flat white</a>... I think the <a href="http://www.cafemyriade.com/wp/" target="_blank">coffee</a> was better ;-)<br />
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