A new Cuban restaurant opened in my hood last month, and, hankering for a Cuban sandwich the other day I finally checked it out. As it turned out I ended up ordering the chicken, served with a tangy and garlicky bright green mojo sauce, and, bonus, a side of crispy and delicious yuca frita, yuca fries. Yuca fries are more common then French Fries in much of Latin America and Cuba, and not something you see everywhere here, so I am always excited to get them when I can. Continue »
March, with its seasonal identity disorder-am I winter or spring?- is prime time for a cold or flu. You can wake up one morning feeling groovy and by the end of the day you are in the throes of the dreaded common cold, or worse. One’s appetite is often diminished to a large degree, so we intrinsically know that we should eat extra healthy in that small window of opportunity. And for many of us that means good old chicken soup. Continue »
I have a friend coming over to watch the Oscars on Sunday who is gluten intolerant. I have a great snack plate planned, heavy on the fruit, cheeses and nuts, but really am craving a rich, chocolate cake to serve in the latter stages of the awards; something simple, quick and easy to make, but still divine and decadent. Luckily I have just the answer, an amazing chocolate cake based on Laura Calder’s recipe for Picnic Chocolate Cake that appears in her wonderful cookbook, Paris Express. Continue »
Donair from Mister Donair, Halifax
Earlier this month Toronto lost one of its most critically acclaimed restaurants as Geoff Hopgood closed his beloved Roncesvalles eatery, Hopgood’s Foodliner. Geoff introduced a lot of us to some pretty great Maritime food with delicious high-falutin fare like marinated Nova Scotia Halibut, and wonderful low-brow grub like his famous Halifax Donair, arguably the best in town. There are still places in Toronto where you can get a donair, but we will miss this sweet Roncesvalles hot spot.
The other day I had a hankering for Canada’s favourite, apple pie. It was a cold, snowy night that called for a steak and baked potatoes supper followed by good old-fashioned apple pie. But the road to Hades is paved with good intentions, and by the time push came to shove making a pie from scratch just wasn’t in the cards. Yet I had all these large Granny Smith apples, purchased for this purpose. And I still had that apple pie craving. What to do? Continue »