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19/06/2008

Dietary Breakdown

Filed under: Food, Moratorium — geekent @ 3:40 pm

Oh, remember how I was on a certain “food boycott”, or “moratorium”? Yeah, I’m not sure there’s anything on there that I haven’t broken in the past months:

- Pop aka Soda aka Coke: compared to some people I know (compared to some people that live in my basement) I don’t drink a lot of pop… however… ginger ale has become a staple in my liquid intake… (see immediately below)
- Booze aka Alcohol (excluded wine): well, I’ve certainly been drinking wine, but I’m also back on the drink again, taking much pleasure in the mixing of libations. Rye and ginger ale is a perennial favourite, as is Cran-Grape and Vodka (I’ve had my first taste of potato vodka and I loves it), and of course Gin and (apple) juice (especially the good Tropicana fresh-pressed apple juice…yum). Oh, and chocolate martinis (equal parts vodka and creme de cacao on ice), served with a nice herbed havarti or smooth goat cheese. Yum. I don’t drink a lot, or often, but I do so like it
- Potato Chips (also includes nachos, tortilla chips and corn chips): there was a period there where I just said “fuck it” and gorged myself silly. I’ve stopped that (for) now.
- French fries (mainly forcing me into the salad route): I have had french fries maybe 3 times in the past 3 months, but only a few at a time. I still always choose the salad option.
- Chocolate: I dipped into the little guy’s Easter chocolates a few times, but each time I find it quite unsatisfying. I did also buy a Bounty bar a while back to curb some cravings but overall, I’m good at staying away (primarily because I quite object to paying over a dollar for a chocolate bar).
- Hamburgers (because I’ve been having terrible indigestion with them lately): oh… oh, it’s been a bad, bad time of late. I had a hamburger a few weeks ago, and I had really strange dreams that night. I’ve also eaten hamburgers every day this week for the past four days (had a big father’s day BBQ at the in-laws and we were sent home with too many leftovers). I’m now officially off burgers for another, let’s say, six months.
- Fast food (the bad ones… Pizza and subs and Mediterranean is okay): still avoiding the fast food joints like the plague. The wife pulls me into a Harveys from time to time, and it’s not a beautiful thing, let me tell you (I usually choose chicken or veggie burger… money not well spent)
- Mayonnaise: apparently Miracle Whip isn’t mayonnaise. I have had a couple of sandwiches at restaurants come with mayo, but I’ve not personally requested or added Mayo to anything
- salad dressing: I’ve nipped into some oil and vinegar SD on occasion, and some restaurants serve their salad with house dressing even if you ask for “no dressing”. For the most part, salad consumption is way, way up, and generally dressing free.
- candy covered nuts: (a strange item for the list, but yeah, I’ve avoided them)
- anything with trans fat: what? Cheese has trans fat? NoooooooOOOOOOOooo! I still eat cheese. Anything else with trans fat, though, out of the diet as much as humanly possible.
- donuts: I was doing so good, that is until we went to SilverCity Yorkdale, the only movie theater with a Tim Hortons in it that I’ve been to (and they don’t hyper-inflate their prices…crazy!). The craving overtook me and I had some. Then Kevin and Nat brought a couple boxes of donuts over for my birthday (evil) and left them behind (evil). I’m off donuts again. I gained a lot of weight on my birthday week. Yowza.
- Cinnabons (but not all cinnamon buns): we bought some incredibly trashy raspberry filled danishes off the discount cart at the grocery store at the end of May (I told you, I ate like crap then). Not cinnabons, but nasty, tasty stuff.
- Swiss Chalet: mom-in-law took us out to dinner there one night. I didn't want to say no (also, had fries, but only cause they screwed up my order).

- chicken wings from Pizza Pizza: actually quite easy to avoid those travesties of cuisine
- onion rings: I’ve had a few, mostly from Aden/my Harvey’s visits.
- packaged cookies: I’m sure I’ve had one or two, but I’ve purchased none, and I usually decline any offers (and regret it immediately if I don’t decline)
- ice cream: all of it, contains trans fat. bad.
-Yoplait Yoptimal yogurt: actually the only yogurt I buy now is Western Dairy no-fat plain (for putting in the morning smoothie). It’s got 2 ingredients, and is awesome.
- Pogos: not a one
- Pre-packaged mac and cheese: we made this recently (Master’s Choice white cheddar) and my bowels screamed in protest. You see the amount of sodium in that stuff?
- Frozen waffles: some getting plenty freezer burned in the freezer (duh) right now. They’ll stay that way

So I’ve been very, very awful in staying totally away from the moratorium foods, however… and this is a big, huge, gargantuan however… I’m eating probably 80% healthier than I was last year. I tend to have a fruit smoothie every morning (made with mostly organic fruits from our farmshare… more on that in a second) and the cereal we’re eating is, mostly, on the low side of the ingredient count. That is to say plenty of shredded and/or puffed wheat. Things with less than five ingredients… we check labels diligently now.

Ah yes, the farmshare. As noted in the In Defense of Food review, we signed up for the community-shared agriculture via Plan B Organic Farms. Click the link and read all about it… but if you’re lazy, here’s the gist:

- you pay up front for a “share” of the farm’s yield
- you can buy a half-share (10ish pieces) or a full share (18 pieces) and you get 20 weeks (starting 1st week of June) of fresh, as-the-land-provides produce from a local organic farm
- As opposed to “organic baskets” all the veggies are locally sourced, and in most cases coming from one farm (diversified crops)
- A fruit share is also available and contains fair trade, organic fruit (always locally sourced where possible)
- pick up shares weekly at the local community depot drop-off

We bought a 1/2 share of veggies and a fruit share, and today is our third week. We’ve been loving it, even though we’ve got more parsnips than we know what to do with (what do you do with parsnip anyway). The difference in quality of spinach or greens or cucumbers is noticeable compared to store-bought. The general price for us with both the half-share veg and the fruit share is about $40/week and is more than worth it. Getting our shares every week, we make a concerted effort to eat the fruits and veg as opposed to thinking about what we want to eat the coming week and buying it at the store and letting it go to waste. In fact we’ve not spent more than $80 in groceries the past three weeks (when our typical bill was about $120/week). It’s a different way of thinking about our food and diet, but it’s also a better way, I think. I definitely been eating much better meals than ever before thanks to it.

If you can’t get to the local farmer’s market (which is the best way to get your fruits/veg/meat, I suggest you go this rout. Supporting local farms and farmers not only provides them with a living but provides you with the best (nutrients-wise) and freshest food possible, equally minimizing the impact of transportation/shipping on the environment and the budget.


If you don’t live in Toronto, try doing a search for “community-supported agricuture + [your town]” or consult this list

14/12/2007

Lunches of punches is what I bestow

Filed under: Food — graigkent @ 2:54 pm

Working in downtown Toronto provides lunch options a-plenty, and working in the same building as my new bride allows us the enviable (well, enviable depending on how much you enjoy spending time with your wife, but I love it so, yes, I say enviable) capability to eat lunch together. These are the places we routinely frequented and some we didn’t exactly frequent, and others which just don’t make the cut (of course this was all before we realized we were spending $100 a week on eating lunch):
Fusaro’s Kitchen: long line-ups are expected from noon to about 1:30, but in under 20 minutes you’ve usually paid for and received your food. Have an alternative place ready to take with your take-out, especially once the patio is closed as there aren’t many chairs and tables inside to eat-in. The cuisine is extra-Italian and well worth the extra buck or two. Daily sandwich and pasta and meat specials are on the board with all the regular favourites available. I’ve crafted my own “Graig special” over the past four years, which is a meatball and an arancini (breaded rice ball with mozzarella in the centre) for $5.50. The gnocci is always a good alternate.
Famous BBQ Express: No, I don’t really know where the “Famous” part of it came from but this place is indeed great, with David the owner being one of the most genuinely pleasant chaps you could meet, calling every male customer “brother” like a much less annoying Hulk Hogan. The menu has Korean inspirations (bulgogi is a particularly tasty option) and our favourite, the steak sandwich is crave-inducingly fabulous. Their Canadian burger special is awesome when they have it, and their fries are particularly tasty. Short line-ups are common and take-out is generally your best option with only a half doze tables kicking around.
The Sandwich Box: a peculiar surprise when it first arrived, both a craft-yourself salad bar and sandwich bar with daily soup specials. This was Toronto’s first real taste of gourmet sandwiches, with over a dozen breads to choose from and your choice of 8 or 9 spreads, cheeses and meat and veggie options. The salads are way too expensive, but the sandwiches are always worth it. The line-ups have dissipated over the past few months, somewhat inexplicably, and there’s a little more chaos behind the counter these days, but it still tastes the same. I’m enjoying the fresh-made juice mixes and lemonades as of late.
Fox and the Fiddle. Ever since the Bishop and the Belcher moved to Church and Bloor, the Fox has become our “beer lunch” joint of preference. Above average pub food with a few different options. The crispy chicken sandwich coated in (thankfully mild) hot sauce was distasteful at first but now one of my favourites (accompanied with excellent wedge fries). The beef dip sandwich is a favourite amongst the gang I go with (they declare it one of the best in the city) and other selections have all proved tasty eating. Not an hour lunch place, though.. at best an hour and a half.
Swatow: Many call this the best Chinese food in Toronto, and they might be right. Served fast and tasty, you may have to wait 20 minutes for a table during the lunch rush but when you want the good stuff, this is the good stuff. My palette for Chinese is still developing so I still routinely partake in the gwilo-expected rice dishes. The General Tso is my favourite in the city, and Aden loves the black bean beef. Their crispy fried noodles are nice and I’ve yet to try it, but the Fuk-kin fried rice makes me giggle every time I read the menu (it’s a mix of peas, shrimp, crab, scallop, chicken and fried egg apparently).
The Ave (Avenue Diner): A homecookery of the European sort, Aden and I go to the Ave with “the boys” to talk hockey over smoked meat, ribs, burgers or whatever the special of the day is. Sometimes soup is involved, sometimes fries, but regardless there’s always more than enough no-frills, no-nonsense belly-filler. The place is tiny, with three booths and a sit-down stools, but usually the line-up is there for the take-out. Cost is usually about $6-$8 per meal and usually in and out within 40 minutes.
Java Hut: Aden and I would hit here when we had the craving for breakfast for lunch. Sometime during the two years we’ve been eating at this joint the pancake plate went from three pancakes to two, but, two panckakes, two eggs (or bacon or sausage or ham) and fruit salad all come for about $5. They have a great selection of teas (an utterly potent ginger tea), and probably coffee too (but don’t really know). An atypical selection of thai food also adorns the menu alongside schnitzles and sandwiches… all better than you’d expect for the price. There’s always room to sit (the patio fills up in the summer though), and service is average speed, getting in and out in under an hour.

Occasional favourites

The Secret of Asia - $7 thai plate with spring roll or soup starter. Good food, rarely busy, but not exceptionally expedient.
Ackee Tree - Jamaican jerk chicken, roti, and other spicy assortments. Tasty, but about $10 for takeout (discount for bringing your own container)
Burrito Boys - Always a line-up, but always worth it. A small should fill up the largest of appetites, a large means you won’t eat dinner until much, much later. Try the halibut accompanied by with a Jumex Strawberry juice for dessert.
Mama’s Pizza - they bake cheese into the crust… that’s their secret. Good thin-crust slices, but only if they leave it in the oven long enough to melt the cheese again.
Ghandi’s - don’t even bother with mild-medium-hot mentioned on your order, this is one spicy roti.
Trimurtri - in the Queen Street Indian restaurant strip, Trimurtri is my fave. It’s excellent indian buffet for less than $10.
Pizzaiolo - a thicker crust pizza with a great flavour. The Godfather deep-dish, stacked with meat is the best belly filler. Slice and a drink $5 plus tax.
New York Subway - not like the usual Subway franchise (one right beside it) but an excellent fusion of middle eastern cuisine and traditional sub/wrap fare. Not cheap, but about as much as a typical sub, so not so pricey either. I burned myself out on these by eating one per week for a year. Pace yourself
The Train Place (Xe Lua) - blunt service made up for by cheap, tasty and quick food.
HoSu - Korean and Japanses fusion. Decent but overrated.
East - overpriced Asian. Nice atmosphere, some interesting coctails, but the food is mediocre for the cost.
Le Gourmand - upscale cafeteria food. Interesting, perhaps good even, but not that good.

09/11/2007

Headway

Filed under: Debt Spiral, Food — geekent @ 4:14 pm

I sat down and crunched the numbers and with BNY in place I should be able to pay off my debt load completely by January 2009. That’s about 14 months, or 28 paycheques, worth of budgeting and I don’t doubt that it’ll be tough, but I look forward to it, and I look forward to being debt free. I’ve even managed to factor in a healthy amount of spending money for each pay period so I’m not going to be completely skint, but I’m also not going to be able to spend frivolously either… I’m actually going to have to budget out my 15 days between pay each month.
I’ve already started, and it certainly is a challenge. The temptation to dip into debt (via “credit” cards and line of “credit”) is very tempting, but I’ve resisted so far. With $40 in cash in my wallet to start out last weekend and about $70 in the bank account may seem like a lot, but factoring in public transportation, groceries, and miscellaneous expenses, it disappears rather quickly.
Aden and I have started bringing lunches to work this week (last week we tried bringing sandwiches but we only succeeded twice) and it’s all been advance preparation that’s allowed us to. Aden made chili on Sunday (some taken to work, the rest frozen), we had leftover lasagna on Wednesday, and I christened our new crock pot yesterday by gettin’ myself a stew goin’ like Carl Weathers, some take to work today, the rest frozen.
Progress, slow and steady.

18/10/2007

The glut of my gut

Filed under: Action Figures, Food, Moratorium — geekent @ 1:17 pm

Ah, the trip home, when mom buys all that food she thinks you like and Dad has stashes of snack foods that would make convenience stores look understocked.
Hyperbole.
Anyway, yeah, the trip to Thunder Bay was great, providing my lovely wife with the opportunity to meet most of my extended family as well as some of my friends (the progression of the week ate away our visiting time far too quickly).
Food ate:
Mr. Sub
Turkey dinner (with ham and selection of four Grandma-made pies)
Leftovers + more pie (cherry, peach, pumpkin and raisin)
cheesies (Hawkins, Old Dutch Nacho)
Pogos
Plenty of Chicken wings (at local favourite, On Deck… their Cajun wings are the best wings ever)
A gin and tonic (a moratorium break I couldn’t resist)
Old Dutch Potato chips (moratorium break… had to be done for availability of Onion and Garlic in Toronto is nil)
and since I was breaking the moratorium anyway: Bounty chocolate bar
A Tim Horton’s donut (yet another moratorium break… I should have had Robin’s Donuts, sigh)
Pirogies and pork chops and more pie
Finnish pancakes at the Hoito
A persian in the airport
A cookie on the plane home
I’m certain I gained about three or four pounds on this four-day, four night trip… thankfully the wife and I walked around town a lot (pretty much unheard of around those car-lovin’ parts) which hopefully counteracted a lot of the damage.
We had a nice relaxing time. Should have taken the rest of the week off work, oi.

28/09/2007

A song for supper

Filed under: Food, random — graigkent @ 10:47 am

The wee one doesn’t like meat… he likes chicken nuggets from McDonalds and the trashy microwaveable roast beef we get from the grocery store (I really need to learn how to cook a roast properly… have to consult Mom2 on that one). He especially doesn’t like pork, and it’s always a struggle to get him to eat the tiniest of bites.
Last night, as he sat there pouting about eating his supper (having downed all his apple sauce, veggies and rice, in that order) I came up with this little ditty:

Eat, eat, eat your meat
It’s, it’s a tasty treat
Eat it up, it wont hurt
And when you’re done, you’ll get dessert

It made him smile an he ate a little better, although he did take off for a 10 minute bathroom break (he sits down and gets distracted, talking away to himself) and it took much prodding to get him to return and finish up, but he eventually did.

Dancing on the ceiling

A couple of days ago, Sunday night I suppose, I noticed grubs crawling around on the ceiling… little white caterpillars just making a trail. I pulled them down and plopped them in the composting (where I’m sure they’ll be happy) and wondered… wondered where they were coming from. The next morning, more of them, not a lot, maybe four or five, but still, they were heading off in vastly different directions along the ceiling. I pegged them down, composted and, again, wondered.
A few weeks ago, I prepped dinner, some pasta and sauce, while Aden was occupied elsewhere. I was feeling good about making dinner (not that I don’t often make dinner or assist when Aden is) but I was especially happy to do so that night. As I had everyone’s plates ready at the table I sat down and noticed something not-so-pasta-like in my pasta. A little spiral of a grub boiled up an edible should you wish. One dinner scratched, pizza ordered.
A few months ago I began to notice moths flying around the house. Oh not many, but a few. And despite killing them, there always seemed to be more. Often when I would open up one of the cupboards a moth would come flying out at me, either agitated from the light or the suction of opening the door. Always that cupboard too…
So a few days ago I put 3 and 2 and 1 together and got 6. The moths found something in the cupboard to breed and cocoon in. A quick examination of the top shelf and lo, there’s the culprit, a bag of sesame seeds teeming with life like an overturned rotting log in the woods. I did a cursory look around and didn’t notice anything else out of the ordinary so I just tossed the bag and washed my hands (both literally and figuratively).
We had one day of a grub free ceiling.
But last night, they were back, and I was confused. I opened the cupboard and another moth got into my face. So I started checking everything. A box of rice with seasoning… nothing in the box, but a hole eaten into the bag of seasoning. A bag of dried chick peas… nothing apparent but turn it upside down and the thin silken threads were apparent. Pulled down a couple bags of muffin mix, unrolled the opening and had empty cocoons spill down never mind the things moving about inside the bag. I cleared off the top shelf, noticing many eggs all over the place an a few grubs rolling around. Tossed most of the contents out and hosed down the shelf… that should be it, I thought.
But I decided to check the next shelves just to be sure. A box of tea… oh, there’s a cocooned caterpillar in the lid. A relatively new bag of cookies… oh there’s a live one rolling around in there. I dumped out all the unopened boxes of pasta (only one showed signs of life). I opened up some sealed boxes of cake mix (no obvious problems but taking no chances… toss) and pudding mix (whole villages were being built in there).
Eventually the entire cupboard was cleared out. Anything not in a sealed plastic or glass jar was tossed (food products into the green bin, boxes into recycling, cause I’m semi-eco-conscious), and now, like old mother Hubbard, the cupboard is bare. I checked the other cupboards just to be sure and no signs of life at all. No silken threads, no moths, no grubs, no cocoons, no eggs… the kitchen is safe, for now. Well, not that it wasn’t before, but we really didn’t want the extra protein in our diets, not that way anyhow.

31/08/2007

Lunch budget

Filed under: Food — geekent @ 11:34 am

I’m thinking that the wife and I should be setting a lunch budget once the two households finish amalgamating mid-to-late October. You see, we work together…well, not side by side but in the same office building (which is only partly responsible for how we met, the local comics shoppe being the other factor) and we tend to eat lunch together practically every day. We don’t keep track of how much we spend either, but it likely works out to $10 a day per person, which isn’t bad, and in fact, I want to keep that figure in place. That’s $100 a week for lunches for us together, which is kind of insane to think we spend about $5000 a year on our lunch, but there you go.
We really need to hardline that budget though, and make sure we’re not spending over that. I’m not quite certain how we do that yet. I mean, if we had better security around the office I’d suggest we keep cash in our desk drawers, $50 per person every week and all the change just goes back in… that way if we have a little extra left over sometimes we can do the beer lunch with the boys. If we run out then we have to brown bag it.
I suspect Aden didn’t eat out every day until she met me and I was eating in the in-building cafe (around $6 per day) regularly before I met her, so we could actually probably do with cutting back the budget by 20% (or $40/week) or even more… 50% even (that would actually give us a challenge).
It’s funny, because as adults I feel like we should be able to do what we want, eat where we want, whatever we want, when we want to, but the harsh reality is money is finite and if we don’t watch ourselves we’ll spend everything, save nothing, and never be able to afford the things we really want, whether it’s a house or a dog or what have you.
This “growing-up” thing is a bitch.

20/08/2007

In Memoratorium

Filed under: Food, Moratorium — geekent @ 5:12 pm

(originally published August 14)
In addition to denying myself some various entertainment pleasures in 2008, I’m instigating a food moratorium now. It’s some weird penance thing I’m on.
Kidding.
It’s somewhat dietary, but in part just realization that my metabolism is slowing down, and that thanks to a rather unhealthy summer I’ve lost some of my nice physique (really haven’t gotten fat, but I’ve lost some muscle due to inactivity). To stave off further degradation and ballooning, I’m taking a couple of vices out of the equation for a while until such time that I can appropriately measure my intake:
- Pop aka Soda aka Coke (an easy one… done it before can do it again)
- Booze aka Alcohol (excluded wine, the healthcohol)
- Potato Chips (also includes nachos, tortilla chips and corn chips)
- French fries (mainly forcing me into the salad route)
- Chocolate (it’s going to be bad when the cravings hit… mainly referring to chocolate bars here)
- Hamburgers (because I’ve been having terrible indigestion with them lately)
- Fast food (the bad ones… and, oh, no Wendy’s…ach! Pizza and subs and Mediterranean is okay)
- Mayonnaise (as much as possible)
- salad dressing
- candy covered nuts
- anything with trans fat
(added Aug.28)
- donuts
- Cinnabons (but not all cinnamon buns)
- Swiss Chalet
- chicken wings from Pizza Pizza
- onion rings
- packaged cookies
(added Sep.05)
-ice cream
-Yoplait Yoptimal yogurt
So far that’s the list, but more may be added.
When I was in San Diego, I realized that because I was so sick and my throat so sore and swollen that I ate incredibly healthy, since if I was going to put something in my body that would cause me great pain to start, it better help me out in the long run. I wish to maintain that thinking without being a Granola Nazi about it like those freaks at Veggie Hut who keep pestering the fine folks at Meat Shake.
or whatever.

14/08/2007

Moratorium

Filed under: Food — graigkent @ 3:20 pm

in addition to denying myself some various entertainment pleasures in 2008, I’m instigating a food moratorium now. It’s some weird penance thing I’m on.
Kidding.
It’s somewhat dietary, but in part just realization that my metabolism is slowing down, and that thanks to a rather unhealthy summer I’ve lost some of my nice physique (really haven’t gotten fat, but I’ve lost some muscle due to inactivity). To stave off further degradation and ballooning, I’m taking a couple of vices out of the equation for a while until such time that I can appropriately measure my intake:
- Pop aka Soda aka Coke (an easy one… done it before can do it again)
- Booze aka Alcohol (going straight-edge… fyi, I’ll no longer be fun at parties) update: I’ve excluded wine from “booze” as it’s more civilized (yeah, that’s it)
- Potato Chips (also includes nachos, tortillas and corn chips)
- French fries (mainly forcing me into the salad route)
- Chocolate (it’s going to be bad when the cravings hit… mainly referring to chocolate bars here)
- Hamburgers (mainly because I’ve been having terrible indigestion with them lately)
- Fast food (the bad ones… and, oh, no Wendy’s…ach! Pizza and subs and Mediterranean is okay)
- Mayonnaise (as much as possible)
So far that’s the list, but more may be added.
When I was in San Diego, I realized that because I was so sick and my throat so sore and swollen that I ate incredibly healthy, since if I was going to put something in my body that would cause me great pain to start, it better help me out in the long run. I wish to maintain that thinking without being a Granola Nazi about it like those freaks at Veggie Hut who keep pestering the fine folks at Meat Shake.
or whatever.

12/07/2007

Biz Kill

Filed under: Food, the body human, the people that you meet — graigkent @ 12:02 pm

I’m still having an awful time, staring the clock down as I await the first of three long weekends (it will turn out that 4 of July’s 5 weekends will have been extended ones for me, hooray… of course that 10 day work week sucks some donkey ass but I digress). I’ve picked up yet another little bug, which seems to be my lot in life this year. I’m 100% sure that it’s as a result of air conditioning though. I’m blown on directly from the vent at the office, and I had the A/C running in the bedroom overnight during the sweltering summer days of Sunday through Tuesday. This time it was a mild sore throat which has gone away but has led to a slight cough and some goodgey bits coming from my sinuses. Rock! Anyway, with the temperature calming down once again, and a couple weekends in milder territory, plus lots of vitamins and rest and relaxation, I should be right as rain until I come back into the office and repeat it all over again. Sigh.
And no, it’s neither Pontiac Fever nor Legionnaire’s Disease, but thanks for asking.
GAK (AKA the Man of Many Travels) arrived for a brief stayover, having departed Tokyo the previous Thursday, landing in Vancouver, flying to Thunder Bay on Saturday, in Toronto on Tuesday, off to Cambridge Wednesday, and departing today for Finnish lands, the country where he quite wants to be. Apparently their mountains are so lofty and treetops are so tall, Finland, it would seem, indeed, does have it all.
With GAK’s visit we went to the Stonegrill on Winchester, a place Aden and I had been eying for a while, and I honestly didn’t know what to expect. If you don’t know about the stonegrill (the Australian cooking stone), it’s basically a flat rock that’s heated to 700 degrees and your meal is placed on top, whence it’s brought to your table and you cook it yourself… yeah, it’s kind of weird to pay more for something you cook yourself, but it’s part of the experience, and it was a great experience. The small menu was honed to the items that best suit the stonegrill, and the tapas (pron. tay-paws) is equally small but exquisite. GAK and Aden both had steak (thick and tender), while I had calamari stuffed with chorizo, savory bbq sink-your-teeth-into-the-bone ribs and a fresh chip selection (potato, arrowroot and taro)… delicious.
For dessert, we had Persians which GAK had brought back from Thunder Bay. Over the next three days the dozen buns’n'frosting were shared amongst people who’d never had them before, each expressing delight at the pink’n'cinnamon flavour (yes, pink is a flavour). Astute geeKent reader will remember Persians from a 2004 entry
Tuesday also brought joy to the extended family back in T.Bay. My brother from another mother’s brother (thus being my brother too) had his first younglings extracted from the belly of his significant other… world, meet Leo and Sol
The Twins
Congrats to Rick and Miia.
This post has taken me -3- days to write.
I’m finally getting a day off. Whoo.

28/06/2007

Cherry Darling

Filed under: Food — graigkent @ 10:23 am

One thing I didn’t realize about Toronto is how abundant it was in cherry trees. When I lived at the Ronces I had a cherry tree there but unfortunately it was a worm-ridden tree two out of the three years that I was there, and so, despite the additional grub nutrients, I didn’t really partake in the fruitful bounty of the old tree.
There was a big storm with heavy winds on 19th which blew down a few trees in Aden’s neighbourhood… one big branch that hit the ground was loaded with cherries and that when I began to notice all the cherry trees in her neighbourhood. Testing the cherries off that branch, Aden and I knew her backyard tree would be ripe for the picking in about a week. Well, this past weekend the fruits were all red-dy (narf!), and with the wee one’s help, Aden had picked two buckets. When I arrived I picked another couple batches, much of which was dispersed to friends and co-workers.
After a few heated days, I realize the fruit wouldn’t be ripe on the branch for long, and promptly picked another bucket (each bucket probably about 3 litres), using a step-stool to reach higher on the tree and actually clearing off every branch I could reach. Of course, I didn’t go to the extent of climbing the tree (I couldn’t climb and hold the bucket at the same time…) but a good harvest it was. Now… now I’m on cherry overload.
Hurrah. It’s been a long time since I was on cherry overload.
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“The weed of crime bears bitter fruit you old hag”

11/06/2007

All that’s missing is 31 candles

Filed under: Food — graigkent @ 4:22 pm

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Marmy made me a birthday cake as part of my Aquaman-themed birthday (which has also included an Aquaman HeroClix, the 13″ Deluxe Aquaman action figure, a kickass vintage Aquaman Pepsi glass, and yes, the Aquaman cake… next, an Aquaman tattoo[half-kidding])
Looks like Octopus, tastes like chocolate cake. Awesome!
Thanks Marmy!

24/04/2007

Nosebleed

Filed under: Food, Sporting goods, ent, geek, the body human — graigkent @ 4:12 pm

Huh… I had a nosebleed this morning. I don’t usually get nosebleeds… in fact, this was the first non-trauma-induced (often from clearing out the excessive nosehairs) nosebleed I’ve had, just an honest to gosh, out of control nosebleed. Weird.

they made it

Vancouver Canucks v. Anaheim Ducks
Go!

Tonight I’m Gonna Rock You Tonight

Aden and I have tickets to the Queen musical “We Will Rock You” tonight, going for a sexy dinner beforehand at the Senator(?). I’m wearing my new leather soled boots (they’re so awesome, and yes, I’m such a girl) and I’m happy. I like to have a splurgy night out once in a while.

Hail to the king baby

The campaign of the Aquamen to replace the Supermen on my desk at work is nearing completion. All that remains of the Supermen is Supergrover, 1950’s Superman Robot, and Beppo the Super-monkey (along with a tin Superman lunchbox).
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What’s nice about Aquaman is he seems to come in many different flavours, which is more than can be said about ol’ Clark Kent (sorry cuz’). My co-worker has the hawts for Aquaman… she’s got a thing for blonde men with big muscles.
Statements include:
“ooooh, look at the muscles”
“Oh, he’s so cuuuute”
“wow, look at those legs”
“I should get some of these for (her son), but really, for me”
“I wish I were a witch and I could make him real…”
(in a related story, this episode of the Rack explains my non-comic book reading coworker’s reaction perfectly, derived from the flap over Citizen Steel’s package)
Now, if these were in front of her on her desk, everyone would know why… I’m not really sure what my excuse is, other than I’d love an orange scaly tunic.

10/11/2006

Thoughts from Teatown

Filed under: Food, Travel, random — graigkent @ 7:01 am

Canada coin denominations –> $2, $1, .25, .10, .05, .01
UK coin denominations –> £2, £1, .50, .20, .10, .05, .02, .01
The £2 coin and the Canadian “toonie” (or “twonie”.. doesn’t look right no matter how you spell it) are similar in size and both have the dual-metal thing going on (as opposed to a Gwar vs. Metallica “metal dual”), only the silver on the £2 is the inside metal, and on the twonie is the outside metal (the inside metal on the £2 is also larger in size, and there’s writing on the edge of the coin… “Standing on the shoulders of giants”, the one in my hand says)
The £1 coin is small and thick, as opposed to the $1 Loonie, which is not much thicker than a quarter and just a little larger. I don’t know if the pound coin has a cute nickname like the Loonie or not, or if it’s just always a pound coin. It too has writing on its edges, varying from issue.
The .50£ coin is large and decagonal (I don’t have one in front of me but if I recall it has many flat edges as opposed to being circular). Canada has had 50 cent coins but they’re not regular issue or circulation.
The 25 cent coin, or “quarter” in Canada is about the same size as the 10p coin in Britain, which is confusing, as is the fact that the 5p coin is the same size as the Canadian 10 cent coin (”dime”).
I’m still trying to determine if the UK coins have clever little nicknames. The only one that I know is the Tuppence, which is the UK two pence coin. It’s a huge copper coin which is light but takes up a lot of pocket space, and generally doesn’t make much sense… get it.. cents/sense? I’m hilarious.

Christmas Cracker wrap
I had a Christmas Cracker yesterday from Pret-A-Manger, which is Turkey; bacon; cranberry sauce; pork w/sage and onion stuffing; three veg mash (potato carrot and swede) and onion in a tortilla wrap. Yeah, doesn’t sound the most delightful does it, but I was brave and gave it a go. To be honest, it was pretty damn good. It was like having a complete Thanksgiving dinner (minus the pumpkin pie) in every bite. Yum!
They also have a salted ham wrap which, judging from the samples they were giving out, is pretty tasty, in that addictively salty kind of way.

London is fantastically easy to get lost in. I attempted to walk back to the hostel from the office yesterday evening, plotting out my route but keeping the mapbook strapped to my back just in case. Well, it didn’t take long, about 15 minutes, in fact, before I no longer knew where I was. I recognized Bank station and then, thinking I was taking a north-westerly street, an hour later found myself on the northeast side of town on Bethnel Green. Thankfully, I was just there the night before so I could find my way to the Underground and make my way back to the hostel, only to return to the area I though I knew, spend a few minutes looking for food and another 40 trying to figure out where I was.
The city is beautiful, just completely not intuitive.
Have to remember to go back to Brick Lane, though, that place was rad.

Tonight, I’m off to Southampton, travelling with the Duloks for their gig, and probably doing some roady-like things…
Full report tomorrow, perhaps.

08/11/2006

Be(sand)witched

Filed under: Food, Travel — graigkent @ 9:33 am

SammichThe Brits aren’t known for their cuisine. Sad but true. In fact, after three days here I find it hard to believe that the English have any affinity for the food they put in their mouth or body. There’s a lot of pre-packaging here, and the grocery stores, at least in central London, tend to allow for piecing together snack-like meals consisting of a fresh piece of fruit, a granola/candy/chocolate bar, an individual-sized packet of crisps (aka potato chips) and bottled juices or waters. Oh yeah, and a sandwich. This place is bleeding sandwich obsessed. Nearly every luchtime joint, corner store or even evening restaurant seems to offer sandwiches, more often than not cut diagonally and stored in a wedge-shaped plastic container with cello-wrap on top.
“EAT.”, “Pret-A-Manger” and Subway sandwich shops are everywhere. If you thought there was a Subway around every corner on Toronto, it’s literally that way in London. Even the plentiful Starbucks around here sell sandwiches.
This one came from the Tower Bridge Cafe… it’s a bacon, chicken and spinach (with mayo) mix. Perfectly palatable, but not something to entice me every day. The Cherry square I had for dessert though: marvelous.

02/11/2006

I’m Going To War!

Filed under: Food, random — graigkent @ 11:18 am

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I needed a new suitcase for my impending/looming trip to London (where I shall be mixing business with pleasure: shaken, not stirred) and the lazy looker I am really only went to one location: Winners. Their advertisements told me “you should go”, so I did.
Winners, for those who aren’t familiar, is kind of like a remnant house or a liquidation world. They get a whole gaggle of cast offs or rejects or returns (mostly, though, end-of-line stuff), primarily in the clothing department, but they also get accessories and some home decor (they have a sister store called Home Sense that is all home decor of this sort). Everything is deeply discounted and requires a lot of rummaging to find the good stuff.
The store near BOBTown had a nice selection of luggage, since a few weeks ago, they were having a luggage promotion and they brought in a lot more stock than normal. I was eyeing up one of those hard case suitcases, but couldn’t seem to find one that was sizeable enough for a two week journey without being absurd. So I put it off.
When I went earlier this week, my selection was still a little more limited, but I eventually found a suitcase to my liking (two actually, but one had a faulty button on the inside which I deemed unacceptable, so I went with the other). Did you know the Swiss Army is branching out of not going to war and making knives and now makes luggage?
It’s true
I think mine is a Mobilizer 22 as it looks virtually the same as the one pictured, and yet mine was only $80, and not $300+.
Cool?

Overdose

With three children, my friend/neighbour/coworker made out like a bandit with Hallowe’en candy, and now she’s bringing satchels of it to work to share. I have a low willpower tolerance to chocolate and chips (and chocolate chip cookies), and this stuff is staring me right in the face. Already in the past hour I’ve had two tiny bags of chocolate raisins, one of chocolate peanuts, another of some Real Fruit Gummies and a Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup. At least with these selections I can pretend there’s something healthy about it.
grrr…
I’ve ruined my lunch.

17/10/2006

Various bits of random familiarity

Filed under: Food, In Theatre, Tele, Travel, ent, geek, random — graigkent @ 10:52 am

The Borat movie is out soon, and if you’ve seen the trailers (or if you’re at all familiar with “Da Ali G Show”, or even “The Daily Show”-style of field reporting) then you know what to expect: unsuspecting people encountering a larger-than-life character provoking them or making them uncomfortable. Borat is a “foreign” character from Kazakhstan, and the set-up of the film has him acting as roving reporter, investigating American culture for his homeland’s education. The typical North American’s response (at least initially, and generically speaking) to broken-English speakers is that they’re non-threatening, confused, simplistic to a degree, meaning we’re willing to cut them a lot more slack, which comedian Sacha Baron Cohen uses to his full advantage. It’s both exploitative and provocative, and, depending on your tastes, funny.
Having been a fan of this style of “unsuspecting” comedy for some time, most specifically the Daily Show’s poker-faced delivery of outrageous statements to people expecting serious interviews, I’ve always wondered what it’s like from the other side. Even though I laugh, I still say, “those poor people”. Well a Borat “victim” tells her side. To be honest, I’m surprised at how lacking in bitterness it is. In fact, the writer seems almost disappointed in herself that she got “duped” by Cohen, but it’s fascinating to see how the process happens.
I can’t make comment until I see the film, but one statement artist Linda Stein makes in her article is “for the sake of a cheap laugh, he chooses to reinforce the stereotype of women as the inferior sex, at the expense of women”. To me, this doesn’t sound like Cohen’s comedy, if anything, he usually attempts to provoke the opposite response… to make the reinforcing of stereotypes the joke worth laughing at, not the stereotype itself. Methinks the Stein is a little sensitive on the subject, but then, after seeing the film I may be inclined to agree with her. I don’t know.
What I do know is statements like “maybe it’s his way of gaining power over the childhood sting of religious animosity or the feelings of inferiority from a woman’s beating him at Scrabble” are just catty, and stem from a base of hurt feelings rather than intellectual commentary.
Borat’s page on the MySpaces

Going to Teatown

Yes. Going to London. Flight is booked. Aden’s flight is booked. Now all I have to do is prepare for work and figure out living arrangements.
Essentially, I get one week free accommodations (paid by me but reimbursed by work) and one week Aden and I need to foot ourselves. London, well, it’s not cheap. Hotels start at 89 GBP per night. That about $200 Canadian. Ouch. So plan one has work checking into a corporate apartment for the two weeks I’m there. If it’s cheaper for two weeks in a corp apt than one week at a hotel, then I’ll be doing that and all will be good.
Elsewise, I’m going to need to spend a week in a hostel. I know Liz runs a hostel, which is mighty convenient, so I’ll contact her about location. If it works out to be conveninent enough, I’ll stay at the hostel for the week I’m working, that way Aden and I can stay in the hotel on the corporate bill for the week following. Hopefully it works out.
I’m excited to see Liz and Mar and to meet the people I’ve been communicating with in London for three years now. As well, I might have a couple days to make a jaunt up to see my ex-pat Glaswegian friend which would be very cool… just need to make it back to London on Sunday to meet Aden at Heath Row or where ever we land when we fly across the pond.
I’m not really concerned about what I do during week 2 with Aden. I just think it’ll be so fantastic to swing London with her no matter what we do.

“In Search of Sasquatch” - That Was A Kickass “In Search Of…”

Geekout time. I was indoctrinated into the world of RPGs (Role Playing Games) this past weekend, for my first-ever participatory engagement. I met Aden while she was on hiatus from playing , but she’s been gaming for years and recently stepped back into her various gaming worlds. I’ve joined her on a couple of ventures and realized that spectating is interesting but participating would be a lot more fun.
The dynamics aren’t too difficult to understand, especially given my City of Heroes background, although some of the intricacies are still escaping me. The game I joined in on Sunday was Feng Shui, the action hero role play. I was told if I wanted to participate I’d need to think of an action star or character I wanted to base my persona off of. After a belabouring couple of minutes I linked myself six degrees from John McClane to Chewbacca. The moment I hit upon Chewbacca I said to myself “Me am not Chewbacca”, which is the opening line of “In Me Own Words: The Autobiography of Bigfoot” by Graham Roumeau, and I knew I had it.
I turned to Aden and said, “I’ma be Bigfoot”. She laughed a dismissive laugh, then double checked my expression. She had mistaken my wry smirk for joking before realizing what it actually was: excitement. She let out a groan, and tried to talk me out of it, but I can be stubborn with my silly ideas, and I decided to go for it. Besides, Bigfoot is an action star. He was the bad, bad monster in Rob Zombie/Steve Niles/Richard Corbin’s “Bigfoot” comic book mini-series, he was the short-lived drummer for Tenacious D, he’s a close relative of the Abominable Snowman who appears in Jonathan Richman’s neighbourhood supermarket and he was an antagonist for Lee Majors in the Six Million Dollar Man. Witness:
Steve Austin encounters Bigfoot… and rips his frackin’ arm off! That bionic man is a jerk.
Steve (now sporting ’stache) and Sasquatch meet again, although I’m seriously wondering why the Bigfoot episodes also feature Time Travellers. Makes no sense.
This is the conclusion to that episode of the Bionic Woman where Sasquatch saves the day. The Bionic Woman is hot, but oh so useless.
My Bigfoot rules. He’s based off of “supernatural creatures” template, is pretty strong, incredibly tough, fierce looking (he has a “power” called “Brain Shredder” which essentially makes the bad guys crap their pantaloons), and a nervous stomach (his other “ability” is “nauseating chunks” which means he throws up some ugly stuff and everyone in radius gets sick around him… potent). He’s not very bright, but he’s learning English and human ways (thanks to the Hendersons and Steve Austin, he’s familiar with human nature in some respects) and he was at one point “cursed” with human appearance so he kind of looks like classic Hank McCoy (a bit of a mongoloid Alec Baldwin) when he’s not all big and hairy.
He’s fun.

Yes, we have no bananas

The quiet war against black Sigatoka, the disease that threatens to wipe out banana crop globally. Imagine a world without bananas… poor monkeys.

03/10/2006

PSA

Filed under: Food — graigkent @ 2:19 pm

Some of what you need to know about expiration dates
also:
A Guide To Shelf Life

26/09/2006

F-bomb food and just F-bombin’

Filed under: Food, love or something like it — graigkent @ 4:43 pm

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Make your own jokes (we certainly did)…

Frankz

There’s a Hot Dog shoppe near Dundas and Yonge called Frankz and though I’ve pretty much been eliminating the whole snout, arseholes and entrails streetmeat from my diet (ever since someone posed the question of “where do the vendors go to the bathroom and where do they wash their hands?”), I had a hankering for a frankfurter. Well, to my surprise Frankz hot dogs are 100% all beef, made from shoulder meat and no filler, made in an all natural casing. Hell, it was practically healthy. I mean, I had fries with it, but they make great fries there too.
You get your choise of 19 toppings, you can have cheese (but pay a little extra for it), and they have three kinds of buns to choose from, and you can get it boiled, steamed or bbq’d. It’s obviously a bit more expensive than the $1 streetcorner fare, but if you want to feel a little bit better about what you’re putting in your body, it’s certainly worth it. At the same time, it didn’t really taste much different than a regular hot dog (although the casing was a little more rigid making the dog kinda … pop every time you bite down on it.
A nice surprise, and a very clean enviro (they even have a liquor license).

Trolls, not just for the internet and bridges anymore

We were having a conversation at lunch today about the various downtown gyms and we were informed about the men’s changeroom and the various… activities that go on there. Apparently the men’s sauna is a notorious locale for the sex, so unless you’re looking to get doubly sweaty then best not to venture in there. More a notice to unsuspecting Finns than anything, heh. Meanwhile, to expand upon it all, we were told about the “sauna trolls”, who I guess are best defined as gym members who never actually partake in any of the facilities but rather troll around the changerooms in a towl (and likely flip-flops) scoping the talent to potentially lure into the hotbox. It’s all pretty fascinating and slightly disturbing, like finding your roommate’s gimp costume (not implicating Rooms in anything, honest).

22/07/2006

Cocksoup

Filed under: Food — graigkent @ 8:02 pm

Because I have the mentality of an 8-year-old sometimes, I find this very funny
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31/05/2006

The despondent correspondent

Filed under: Food, Travel, muse-sick — graigkent @ 12:02 pm

When I was packing last Thursday in preparation for my visit to hometown Thunder Bay, I packed a few long-sleeve shirts, a couple of sweaters and pants, pants, pants. Nobody told me it was going to be 38 degrees in the sun (for our American friends, that’s equivalent to really frickin’ hot, especially for Northwestern Ontario). So hot it was that the last two nights I’ve not been sleeping comfortably. Last night I kept fading in and out of consciousness until about 4:30 when I felt the temperature break and an ever so slightly cooling breeze enter the open window.
Monday was excessively gross and muggy (we don’t really use the term “muggy” in Toronto… it tends to be superceded by “smoggy”) to the point that I had to cut my run short because the air was so thick I couldn’t breathe properly.
Today seems to have calmed down to a respectable 21 degrees (for our American friends, that’s the equivalent to a nice day), which is actually summer weather usually here. It’s so very strange.

A dose of the outside world

Thunder Bay can have a tendency to be a little… plain… at times uncultured. But then there are reminders that some diversity can be added to the mix of franchise prep kitchens like Applebees or East Side Marios, your basic donut-n-coffee shops like Tim Hortons or Robin’s or mainstream radio/music.
The Calico Coffee House is located on Bay Street beside the Hoito and is a refuge from generica and a sorely needed replacement for the gone-but-not-forgotten Great Northwest Coffee Company. A few steps down from ground level, Calico is clean, classy, and inviting. The common mix of caffeinated and warm drinks are available, as well as an assortment of baked goods. There’s benches, fireside leather chairs arranged living room style, and some standard table and chairs. Even by Toronto standards it’s an above-par put-together joint.
An old and dear friend (I mean old in the sense that we’ve known each other a long time) took me to Caribou Restaurant and Wine Bar last night. The only thing better than the food and drinks was the company, and it all was spectacular. An upscale resto (meals are between 20 and 35 $) that made new use of an old Robin’s Donuts location. It’s not a huge place, but it’s apparently always busy, so reservations for dinner are recommended. Caribou takes pride in its wine selection (it’s wine list is massive), and if you’re looking for a decent scotch, this is where you’ll find it. The starters are amazing (garlic lovers take note of the caesar salad and the hummus that comes with the bread sticks) and my goats cheese salad was fantastic. My companion had a grilled chicken pizza (heavy on the pine nuts), while I had the bruchetta chicken (chicken stuffed with basil and tomato). The martinis flowed freely, our server was darling, and dessert, lemon gelato, went great in a gin martini btw. Not for the thrifty, but for anyone needing a flavourful dining experience in T.Bay, this is it.
The music scene in Thunder Bay gets a weekly boost, as the Chronicle Journal has been adding a suppliment to promote local bands and touring acts that come to town. This would be fantastic news if the youth of the city actually read the paper. But thankfully Lakehead University’s student radio CILU is also on the scene, with a new broadcast location, a greater library, and a plan to bring the local scene front and center. Now if they could only restrict how much metal they play.

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