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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on nature and spirituality

Sunrise1A few weeks ago, I woke up in the morning feeling depressed. As the day progressed, I felt lethargic, unhappy, and completely out of sorts with myself and the world around around me. I told my husband that evening after he got home that I wasn’t feeling very good, and we went to bed without saying much of anything. I hoped that the next morning, I would wake up my usual groggy, but happy, self. It didn’t happen. The next day, I felt even worse. After coming back from my morning walk, I began to groom my dogs like I typically do. I ended up cutting one of Holly’s nails too short, and as it was bleeding she started to whimper. This made me start crying, and when I bent down to look at her nail, she defensively snapped at me and ended up biting my face.

I am fully aware that dog bites are a incredibly touchy subject with people, but more than half of the time, it is usually the fault of the humans that provoke an attack. Holly is old, has cancer, and is getting to be almost impossible to groom. I have a muzzle for her to prevent incidences like this from happening, and know to only groom her for a maximum of 5-10 minutes a day. Normally she will get annoyed and then walk away when she’s done. In the four years that I’ve owned her, this was the first time that she had actually bit me. I should’ve left her muzzle on, should’ve been more gentle, shouldn’t have tried looking through tears, and shouldn’t have hovered over her like I did. While she did break the skin, it wasn’t serious enough to get stitches. It startled me more than anything. Afterwards, she came up to me and began licking my face, then rolled over in submission. Needless to say, we were friends again. It was a stupid error on my part.

The remainder of the day did not get any better. I was on the verge of crying all day, so I buried myself in my work and tried to hide from the world. That night, I picked up Lena Dunham’s audiobook “Not That Kind Of Girl” from the library, and drove around the city, finding errands to run, just as an excuse to keep listening to it. It was the first time that I had laughed in two days, and I found myself feeling a little better. I got home late that night, still feeling a little sad, and went to bed.

Sunrise3On the third morning, I woke up disappointed to realize that my mood hadn’t changed from the night before. My dogs, who usually like sleeping in until 9:00 am, got up with me at 7:30 am. They were probably too well-rested from my frequent early nights. By 8:30 am, we were out of our hour-long walk. Everything from the ground, to the trees, to the fences, had frost on it. The sun was rising, and the sky was the brightest pink and yellow, mixed in with a bit of blue. It was gorgeous. It was also -22°C (-8°F), but there was not a lick of wind. Being overly dressed in my standard Canada winter wear, I was toasty and content. As I walked into the sunrise, snapping photos and playing with the dogs, I felt myself feeling better. I could sense that something was different about that morning.

Sunrise2We turned left at the end of the road, and walked past all of the acreages towards some empty fields. When we got to a clearing, I stopped to watch the sun still coming up over the horizon. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw movement. There, in the distance, were about 20 deer prancing across the field, towards the sun. Look closely at the above photo. Can you see them in the centre? It was the most beautiful thing that I had witnessed in such a long time. I quickly grabbed my phone so that I could always remember this moment, and took a series of photographs. After they had crossed the field and disappeared, we continued on our walk. A few minutes later, my phone ended up dying from the cold, even though it was just at 60%. Damn, I thought. However, I was still relieved to have taken a few pictures.

We went as far as the road could go, turned around, and began to make our way back home. The sky was almost completely pink at that point, and I couldn’t believe how lucky I was to be able to witness it on such an amazingly still morning. After a few minutes, I saw quick movements to my right in the field opposite the one where I had just seen the herd of deer. I looked over and to my surprise, I saw 6 or 7 more deer leaping across the field, then the road, and finally into the field where I had witnessed the herd before them. Once again, they vanished into the trees under the rising sun. I was astounded by the fact that Holly, Truman, and I were completely surrounded by these spectacular animals. We were in the centre of a ring of deer, and that I would probably never be able to experience something like this again. I felt like Snow White in the middle of an enchanted forest. It was such a magical feeling, and it was one that I was needing, that day, of all days.

Sunrise4Turning away from watching where they had just disappeared, I looked down the road. Standing in our path, was one lone deer. It was watching me, watching it. I thought, what’s it doing? Then I looked over, and saw one last little guy bounding across the field, towards the one that I was having a staring contest with. Once they were together, they both ran off in the same direction as the others. It was the sweetest thing ever. Animals are truly profound.

When we were more than halfway back, the sunrise was at its brightest point. I wanted to document it more than anything, but my phone had died quite awhile ago. Putting my hand into my pocket, I said to myself (sort of jokingly), if there is a God, my phone will turn on. I pulled it out, hit the power button, and the little Apple symbol came up. My phone switched on, and was back at 40%. Oh. My. God. I aimed, took one picture of the sky, and my phone turned off again. The battery was dead. Unbelieving of what just happened, we continued onwards towards home.

Sunrise5For the entire walk, a quote from the film Nymphomaniac was playing over and over in my mind. It was in the beginning of the movie, when Joe (Charlotte Gainsbourg) was describing herself to Seligman (Stellan Skarsgård). She said:

“Perhaps the only difference between me and other people is that I’ve always demanded more from the sunset. More spectacular colors when the sun hit the horizon. That’s perhaps my only sin.”

Those lines stayed with me more than anything else in the film. It was such a raw and honest moment, and a poignant one at that. Self-deprecation is something that I, too, do often. While I found the scenario to be a quite beautiful one, I found myself disagreeing whole-heartedly with that statement. I’ve always been in awe of both the sunrise and the sunset. Nothing makes me feel so little or unimportant as seeing them. In those moments, I realize that my petty problems are insignificant, as there are greater things to focus my attention on. I am also reminded of the fact that there is a God, whether it’s the Almighty One that Christians believe in, or not. I feel broken down and alive, all at the same time.

When I got home that morning and on that third day, I started to feel better. I wasn’t as sad as I had been for the last few days. The culmination of events that took place that morning were exactly what I had needed to pull me out of my depression. Everything in nature is and was just perfect. And whether we’re ready for it or not, the sun will rise again.

<3

Emory

the grand budapest hotel review

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I realize that this film isn’t as current as the other movies that I usually review. However, with all of the snow that we’ve been getting in Canada, I’ve been in a Grand-Budapest kind of mood.

2.jpgThe Grand Budapest Hotel is my second favourite Anderson film, after Moonrise Kingdom. That does not mean that it is not worth seeing. I still love this movie very much. On paper, it has many points that I look for in a good film. It’s quirky. It has action and adventure, murder, mystery, is set in a foreign land, is set far back in time, has class, has amazing actors, and is visually stunning. Actually, it’s probably one of the most perfect and most stunning movies that I have ever seen. Each scene is a work of art in and of itself.

Here is the synopsis:

The Grand Budapest Hotel recounts the adventures of Gustave H, a legendary concierge at a famous European hotel between the wars, and Zero Moustafa, the lobby boy who becomes his most trusted friend. The story involves the theft and recovery of a priceless Renaissance painting and the battle for an enormous family fortune – all against the backdrop of a suddenly and dramatically changing Continent.”

– Fox Searchlight

5.jpgWould you like to expand your education on The Grand Budapest Hotel? Then you may become a student of the Akademie Zubrowka where they offer a course on the Republic of Zubrowka before the War.

6.jpgDid you know that the famous hotel is also on Trip Advisor? You may view the link by clicking here.

4.jpgI, myself, have never been to Hungary. If and when I do go, I would love it if I could stay on the Alpine Mountainside. I would suggest that you guys do the same, and keep an eye out for The Grand Budapest Hotel. If you never plan on going, then just watch the film.

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Emory

in november

Screen Shot 2014-11-26 at 8.08.16 PMHappy Thanksgiving, American readers! I’m sure that most of you are too busy visiting with friends and family members, eating delicious food, and enjoying your well-deserved day off than to be reading this post today. However, if you have managed your find your way over here, I so appreciate it! I’m glad that you could make it, and I hope that you can stay awhile.

Screen Shot 2014-11-26 at 8.07.28 PMI’ve decided to summarize November’s posts a few days early this month. My blogging schedule is just so full for the next few weeks, that today seemed like the best day to have a lengthy recapping post. Call it my comeuppance for not having one yesterday. :-)))

Processed with VSCOcam with kk1 presetLet’s begin! This month was filled with festivities. It began with a Day of the Dead post and a quote from one of my favourite authors. Then we ended the month with a nearly week-long birthday celebration.

SAMSUNG CAMERA PICTURESI was also blessed this month with one of my most inspirational guest bloggers. Sara, from Me & Orla, made the most beautiful Walnut and Maple Biscotti. I mean, consider her photography alone. Does it not make you go weak in the knees? The recipe was guaranteed to be successful from the start.

IMG_0921It wouldn’t be a typical month without having a do-it-yourself tutorial! My Harvest Wreath was published in HaveHeart Magazine, just in time for Thanksgiving.

Processed with VSCOcam with a6 presetRegarding nature and plant life, my Aloe Vera post sparked a million great discussions in the comment section! Well, maybe not quite a million, but still, I love, loved hearing about your experiences with this particular plant!

Cemetery 03I had three Weekly Wears posts in November. This is where I show you items that are available in the store. They can be seen here, here, and here.

Mum Guin 9I wrote several posts about my mum and her animals, or rather I should say that I collaborated with her in two posts. My mum published two beautiful stories on how she came to rescue her animals. You can read the true story about her soul-mate Guiness right here. Tuscan’s tale can be found here, which was subsequently read and shared by many other horse lovers. 

The Hills 06In addition to my mum’s photo shoots, my sister and her family were also featured on HSB. 

000Speaking of the store, I also revealed to you the dozens of items that were purchased by some pretty awesome buyers last month. I think I have some of the best customers in the world.

hr_Nightcrawler_6In November, I reviewed two films that shouldn’t be missed! The first one was Nightcrawler, which was just so utterly creepy and fantastic. The second was the cute and quirky film The One I Love.

10-smarta-kvm_3My design posts were extremely varied this time around. I began by discussing a Swedish firm’s take on Tiny Homes. I showed you my master bedroom inspiration with this post. Lastly, I also gave the tiniest peak at The Little Barn, which set in motion a debate on sliding doors. 

Screen Shot 2014-11-26 at 8.07.55 PMWhat an insane month! With Christmas just around the corner, I might have to start cutting back on publishing so many posts during the week. Life is only about to get crazier, especially with our plans to move into our new home in a matter of weeks.

See you tomorrow!

<3

Emory

if you’re going to see pulp fiction

Processed with VSCOcam with a6 preset2If you are young, have Instagram, or a set of ears, you’ve probably heard of a series called ‘Throwback Thursday’. TBT as it’s known to us hipsters. The highly credible online urban dictionary defines TBT as “When you put a picture from a “while” ago on your social media sites.” Classic.

Processed with VSCOcam with c1 presetProcessed with VSCOcam with a6 presetBroadway Theatre in Saskatoon has adopted this internet phenomenon and has turned it into their own cash cow by screening old and popular films on Thursday nights for one night only. The best part is, if you dress up as one of the characters in the film, your ticket is discounted.

Processed with VSCOcam with a6 presetProcessed with VSCOcam with lv01 presetLast Thursday, Geoffrey and I went to see Pulp Fiction. While I may appear to have Mia Wallace’s hair, and Geoff have Vincent Vega’s, we did not actually wear any costumes. And while we may own the film, seeing it in person is, as always, one hundred times better. I wish that every theatre around the world would show every great film on a regular basis. For those few hours, you are instantly transported back into time, and you get to discover that movie all over again while feeling the same sort of feelings that those people did decades ago. It’s indescribable. I just love it.

Processed with VSCOcam with lv01 presetPrior to the movie starting, the owner of the theatre announced that they were going to have a dance off in true Jack Rabbit Slims fashion. The winner would get free passes to all the TBT movies for the rest of the year. Up went Vincent, Jules, Butch, and Mia, and on went the music. It was priceless.

Processed with VSCOcam with a6 presetIf you’re going to see Pulp Fiction, whether it’s your first, second, or millionth time, make sure you see it in a movie theatre, with popcorn, a beer, and a dance off.

<3

Emory

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