I'm clearing them out with these photos. ENJOY les filles!
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| The only thing this picture is "suggestive" of is THE END of the semester! I now have time to peel pomegranates! |
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| Marché Adonis. Matt took this picture in awe of the sweets he CAN eat. |
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| I came home to my Montreal kitchen painted piss yellow. |
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| Minced pork for Matt from the Italian butcher in lieu of the elusive bulk sausage ppl in the midwest shape into patties and eat for breakfast. It just wasn't the same. I tried. |
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| Italian fluted, fried dough bows. My aunt Amira has connectionz. |
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| Orange and rosemary cornish hens for Christmas dinner--saved my Christmas |
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| I was browning sausage for Christmas lunch (pizza)--the best sausage I've ever had. "THE BEST!" Amira exclaimed. It was from one of the boutique shops in St. Jovite. I attempted to buy some the next day--$19.99 for 4 links! uh no thanks. |
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| Stuffed vine leaves--also saved Christmas |
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| More things/people that saved Christmas: Amy made my Grandma biscotti! Look at how incredible she is. Grandma was utterly impressed with the professional cookie packaging AND AMY'S ARABIC WRITING! "She does things. This girl. Amazing. I have no idea how she does them."--Grandma |
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| My paternal uncle's wife, Jocelyn, is one of the most loving, generous, energetic, upbeat individuals I have ever known. I complimented her BBQ sauce. She lined up the ingredients to take a pic in lieu of writing the recipe (which I told her I'd lose). "Une cuillère à thé de tout!" she said. |
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| Amira making a New Year feast for Matt |
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| He'd been up since 4 am. Let's cut this sourpuss some slack. |
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| Amira, wonderful and gorgeous as always |
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| Matt's welcome feast at Grandma's house--he was charged with carving the roast (veal, of course.) |
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| Grandma approving of the skillz |
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| Posing with his dairy- and egg-free bounty |
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| He wanted live Scottish music. The best we could do was Hurley's. Look at that cute face. :) |
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| Amy made the BEST BURGERS I HAVE EVER TASTED EVER. IN MY LIFE. PLEASE POST RECIPE. |
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| Fondu was also the best I've ever had and LOOK HOW FANCY! |
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| My friend Nara's birthday at Le Pois Penché |
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| Nara |
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| Matt ordered mussels. They were acceptable. |
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| Nara and I split pancakes and eggs benedict. The pancakes had flambé pineapples. I discover I am picky about pineapples. And pancakes. |
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| The oyster monger at JTM. Next time, guys, next time. |
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| My classmates live off of PB&J and animal cookies. They ask me if animal cookies exist in Canada. I send them pictures demonstrating that our animal cookie culture is alive and well. |
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| VINE LEAVES DAY! |
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| Grandma mixy |
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| THEY SEE ME ROLLIN. THEY HATIN. |
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| proportions are key. |
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| Grandma plants the leaves in her gardens, boils them, freezes them. I was speeding up the thawing process by laying them out on the edges of the tupperware. We made about 200. |
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| Amy made me surprise biscotti. LEMON AND CHOCOLATE. How does she know? |
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| just pure perfection. |
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| I only had 2 glasses of wine. The flu had me on the floor. They joined me. |
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| The infamous wine. I must get more. |
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| I slept over that night, with NO hangover because Amy plied about a gallon of water in me before bed. SAINT. Here are her incredible crepes. Here is a Dr. Who cup. |
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| There was no jam in the house. What's a girl to do? |
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| Dad and I made veal. of course. |
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| And most delicious of all...this kid. |
