Stag says: I suppose I can blame The Plains of Abraham, my beloved childhood novel, for fueling visions of goose meat slow-cooked in a teepee, berries and herbs plucked from the forests. Like many white Canadian kids spoon-fed tales of “the Indian”, I spent one childhood summer in braids, stubbornly bare-foot and adorned in “war [...]
Archive for the ‘Travel’ Category
in search of Canadian food, James Bay
Posted in Health, Politics of Food, Travel on July 2, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
a lesson in tipping
Posted in Restaurants, Travel, tagged E.A.T, organic on June 24, 2010 | 1 Comment »
Stag writes, “Tip”, I learned recently, was historically a shorthand for “To Insure Promptness”. Now, however, it means the obligatory 15-20% and hovering hosts, bus boys, and servers who flit and flutter around your dining table. The problem with tipping is not the cost (god knows they work for it) but that the dining experience [...]
the art of eating in airports
Posted in Travel on June 22, 2010 | Leave a Comment »
Stag says: Here’s the thing: I love airport food. I say this as I wipe croissant flakes from my chin, sitting cross-legged on gray carpet in the JFK airport lounge. Wrappers of jube jubes at my feet. I know people who work hard to maintain their healthy lifestyle on long-haul flights. They study the choreography [...]
natzukashi
Posted in Family, Travel, tagged avocado, mango, nostalgia on March 11, 2010 | 3 Comments »
Stag says: I was recently at Tokyo Kitchen downtown Toronto and overheard a man sigh deeply into his bowl of ramen and say, “Natzukashi!” Given how annoyingly difficult it is to get authentic Japanese food in Toronto, I could appreciate the sentiment. “Natzukashi”, I learned in my 3-year stint in Japan, has no direct English [...]
