The sun’s been out for most of July in Vancouver (yay!), which means I’ve been wearing lots of short-sleeved tops and dresses and skirts. But what this really means is that I’ve been taking more yoga classes and being barefoot.
Now I don’t know about you, but I cringe when I see feet that are calloused and flaky — ugh, yuck! Luckily for me, Modern Hippie sent some Exfoliating Sugar Scrub, made with all-natural sugar (rather than those plastic microbeads) and a blend of essential oils… plus the grapefruit scent smells amazing! (more…)
I find it a little funny that even though my Mom did all the cooking when I was a child, my first cooking memory doesn’t come from my Mom. In fact, it came from a Foods exploratory class that I took in Grade 8. We made blueberry muffins. The one thing I vividly remember the teacher saying was not to overmix the batter and to fold the blueberries in gently. (more…)
The intermittent crackle, warm glow of a fire, embers drifting into the pitch black night sky. Friends gather around, laughter filling the space, long twigs fallen from trees cast a shadow in the light. And at the end of the twig, what was a white, firm, fluffy parcel, is now transformed into a caramelized, brown (sometimes black) crusty morsel of ooey gooey sweetness.
I’m not a poet. But I do know one thing. Campfires = s’mores. And s’mores are a summertime favourite. I think it’s the whole ritual of gathering with friends around a fire. There’s a freeing nature to it, maybe even caveman-like. I know my husband would jump at the chance to get a firepit. LOL. (more…)