diner dates

Screen Shot 2015-06-18 at 9.47.39 PMLately, my husband and I have been going out to eat at diners rather than full-fledged restaurants. I am either very picky or very simple when it comes to food, I know what I like and I never stray from my favourites. This includes anything in cheese or pizza form. My husband, on the other hand, tends to pick the most random thing on the menu for his meal. I’m talking an awkward combination of both savoury and sweet. Half of the time he ends up really enjoying it, while the other half he’s not so impressed, but will eat it anyway. He’s a real trooper. Although I admire his adventurousness, I would never choose my meals this way. Once I know that I like something, I could live with it forever. Maybe that’s why I got married so young. Just kidding.

Diner Dates 1There are two diners in particular that we could eat at over and over again. One is called Jerry’s Food Emporium. Known mostly for its ice cream and 100% Angus beef, it is an extremely popular place all year round. So much so that there are two locations in our city of 300,000 residents. Funny story, when my parents first moved here, they lived on one of the most expensive streets in the city. My stepdad, who is named Gerald, or Gerry for short, was asked by their contractors if he owned the diner Jerry’s since they thought he had a lot of money. Well, he doesn’t, and those contractors didn’t stick around much longer after that. But we still laugh about it to this day!

Diner Dates 2On this particular night, we went to the food emporium prior to a movie date. Geoffrey got two different flavours of ice cream, of course, and I stuck to a plate of fries and vinegar. I’m not sure if it’s the decor or the food, but Jerry’s is my second favourite diner to eat at in the city.

Diner Dates 4My absolute favourite diner in the city is called Pink Cadillacs Malt Shop & Diner. There are two main reasons why I love this place. The first is because of the really carby and cheesy theme food. The second is the ambiance. From the decor, to the 1950s and 60s music that continuously plays, to the wait staff’s poodle skirts. The whole dining experience is unlike any other contemporary restaurant. 

Diner Dates 5The first time Geoffrey and I went, I was awestruck. You know when you watch classic films and you sit there thinking, ‘I would give anything to be able to live in that era,’ or, ‘man, I was born in the wrong decade.’ Everything just looked so dreamy and carefree in the 1950s. Well, stepping into Pink Cadillacs is like stepping into a time machine. Never have I felt more at home than when I am actually in my own home. Or place of work. Or gym. You get the picture.

Here are some of the items that are on the menu:

Diner Dates 8The Fonz Sandwich
Pan seared salmon, tartar sauce, fresh sprouts and potato chip garnish. Served on a roasted garlic potato bun.

Ring of Fire
Sunny side up fried egg, jalapeno havarti, cilantro, banana peppers and chipotle aioli.

The Danny Zuko
Back bacon, aged white cheddar and caramelized onions.

The Beatnik Hotdog
Braised sauerkraut, dijon mustard and caramelized onions.

Tell me, do you have any favourite diners that you visit?

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Emory

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our date with elle

Screen Shot 2014-08-21 at 7.45.44 PMA few Sundays ago, we had a spontaneous date with my oldest niece Ellie. It was a big deal. Not having children of our own, we became her sole caregivers for the afternoon. Everything was dependent on us; her fun, her safety, her life, basically. It was a responsibility that I did not take lightly, and I treated the day like a mission. Mission, Possible.

3.jpgAfter we loaded her up in our vehicle, we drove out to the lake to check on the progress of our new property. As soon as we got there, the skies opened up and it began to pour. That didn’t stop us from grabbing our umbrellas and running up and down the gravel and dirt piles. Ellie called it a mountain. Apparently, we have a mountain on our lot. Aren’t we lucky?

When it begun to come down even harder, we ran back into the vehicle for cover. We drove to the other side of the lake where there happened to be an Open House that day. We planned on stopping in, but before we did so, we wanted to dip our toes in the lake since it had stopped raining and the sun was coming out. Elle and I approached the water, and just as I was telling her that it was slippery and to be careful, she fell in. Oops. With her boots full of water (and snails, she said), we started to dry her off. Then it started to pour, again. Geoffrey picked her up and I ran after them back to the vehicle. So much for our plans. We now had a wet niece sitting in her booster seat, sans pants, and wrapped in a towel. We put her clothes and boots on the vents, and asked her if she wanted to go home. Her response? She was having too much fun, so no. What a brave girl.

6.jpg8.jpg4.jpg5.jpg7.jpgOn our way back into town, we stopped by a Strawberry Ranch. Geoffrey went to ask if they were open for picking while I began dressing Ellie in the vehicle. When he came back he informed us that they were over-picked the day before, and that it’ll be a few more days until the berries are ready again. This was not the afternoon that I had envisioned. Back into the vehicle we went, and this time, we visited a vegetable and antique market that we knew was open for business. We bought Elle some ice cream, and we took our little (wet) pants party outside to the picnic tables. The sun was definitely out to stay, and it had turned into a perfect August afternoon; hot, but with a cool breeze. 

9.jpg10.jpgAfter our niece was successfully hopped up on sugar, we made one last stop at a nearby greenhouse. She picked out two plants, both with amazing plant names. Ellie chose Candy Stripe for herself, and Chocolate Chip for her little sister Isla. We loaded everyone and everything up one last time, and made the 40 minute drive back to my sister and brother-in-law’s home. When we got there, Ellie said that four hours with us was not long enough, and next time, she wants to make it eight.

1.jpgThat Sunday was one of the best dates that I have ever been on.

<3

Emory

favorite fridays.

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rhubarb mush.

i first tried rhubarb mush when i was living overseas in switzerland. growing up, rhubarb had always been one of my favorite treats, whether it was in pie, cake, or muffins. it was a treat that my mum or baba would only make for us during the summertime, and i thought of it as a rare and delicious luxury.

a few years ago, i moved just outside of zurich, switzerland where i was a nanny for four small children. although it was only for a short period of time, one of the things that i valued most from that experience was the introduction to many different kinds of foods. the children’s grandmother learned of my love for rhubarb, and so she made me this rhubarb dish in hopes of curing my homesickness. i call it rhubarb mush, which may not be the most appealing name. rhubarb sauce would be more appropriate, but the process of turning the stocks into mush has always stuck with me.

regardless of the name, this is one of my favorite treats.

rhubarb mush

(this recipe is only for 2 cups of rhubarb. i generally try to make around 6-8 cups of rhubarb, which is the perfect amount to be shared by many people. for larger batches, just alter the measurements accordingly.)

2 cups rhubarb

1/4 cup water

1/3 cup brown sugar

medium saucepan

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1. gather your rhubarb together. remove the leaves and wash the stocks.

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2. chop into small pieces.

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3. combine rhubarb with water into a pot.

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4. boil over medium heat until the rhubarb turns soft, about 10 minutes.

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5. every few minutes, mash the mixture until it turns into ‘mush’.

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6. turn down the heat, then add sugar. cook for a few more minutes on low.

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7. remove from heat and let cool. then eat it by itself, on top of pie or ice cream, or whatever your heart desires!

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for an even tastier treat, mix in applesauce with your rhubarb mush. sprinkle in some cinnamon and let your taste buds wallow in the flavor!

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