The market beside our house is stocked with variety right now -- overwhelming with pumpkins, bales of hay and an overall autumn vibe, yet still selling the last of Quebec's beauty berries and tomatoes. For me, this is quintessential Fall -- the gradual fade out of summer followed by the slow transition into shorter days, colder temps, boots and sweaters. It totally came out of no where this year.
Autumn's bounty is pretty spectacular, and far more varied than apples and pumpkins (there will be plenty of that this weekend, don't worry). So while I prepare to stuff myself with pie and studying (there may not be any turkey this year), I figured a giant bowl of veggies was just what I needed. If you're celebrating this weekend, enjoy the long weekend and happy (canadian) thanksgiving!
Free time has been pretty sparse around here lately -- days have been filled with work and evenings with studying, leaving very little time for the fun stuff. I'm sneaking in family time and friend time as best I can, but things will continue to stay a little quiet around here until November.
That being said, this weekend's unexpected trip to the Abbey to go apple picking was just what I needed: fresh 'autumn is coming' cottage air, a summery sky, and all the apples a girl could dream of. It was perfect. When we arrived home with a 10 lb bag of apples, apples and honey seemed like the only solution (considering I didn't get around to baking last week for Jewish New Year). Last year's apple chips and apple sauce are totally happening this week too.
Happy almost first day of Fall, and Gmar Chatima Tova to those celebrating.
I'd like to think that having an ocean between friends makes their friendship stronger. We skyped regularly, visited as often as we could, and once she started her blog back in 2012, I knew I would never miss a beat. Each new post brought forward an enticing new recipe, and a sneak peak into the life that she (they), were creating in France.
She landed back in Canada yesterday, and to say that I'm excited to have her home would be an understatement. To channel some of this excitement, I reached out to some fellow blogging ladies to throw Jodi a virtual welcome home party. And in true Canadian spirit, its loaded with all things maple.
We spent an unforgettable week in the Azores last October, and ate our way through the island. One dish that truly stood out was the pineapple cake from A Tasca, a great little restaurant in the heart of Sao Miguel.
When I returned home from the trip, I researched, baked, and baked some more, until I landed on the perfect recipe. One that was loaded with fresh pineapple, yielded a gorgeous texture and was totally messy, just like at the restaurant.
Head over to Salt & Wind for the recipe.
We spent the first week of August in Cape Breton, the eastern most part of Nova Scotia. Cape Breton Island is home to the Cabot Trail, a scenic road weaving its way along the coast. We were drawn to the Cabot Trail both because N wanted to bike it (bucket list ✔️), and because we had heard the hikes were abundant, scenery gorgeous and seafood as fresh as it comes.
After a long car ride and 24 hours in New Brunswick, we met up with 4 friends in Baddeck. We spent the following 3 days making our way around the Trail; first night in Baddeck, second night in Cheticamp and the final night in Ingonish Beach. Each day brought a new mountain to hike (or bike), a different beach to swim on, and copious amounts of fresh lobster and snow crab. Vacay trifecta if you ask me.
We did it -- no more boxes, heavy lifting, fighting with packing tape or unpacking. We're done, all moved in, and it feels so good! We've spent the past four days unpacking, nesting, discovering our new 'hood, and finally, as of today, cooking. It took some time to unpack all my kitchen boxes, but once settled, it felt great to be back in the kitchen.
We leave for Cape Breton tomorrow -- a 14 hour drive east, to meet up with dear friends, and then tackle the cabot trail together. Some will be biking, others hiking, but either way, long drives and outdoor activities demand snacks (right?!).
This is it. The last post from our fabulous little apartment in Toronto. The past two years, and this apartment, have been so good to us. We've hosted countless dinner parties, used our barbecue as a smoker, tried our hand at growing veggies, consumed a few too many cocktails, built our own furniture, celebrated holidays and birthdays, and really just loved every minute of it (minus of course, the squirrels in the roof, raccoon party on the balcony and the leaky roof).
When we moved in two years ago, it was the first time we were living together, and with N, came his waffle iron. Waffles, and slow weekend mornings have sort of become our thing, and with that, waffles seemed like the only appropriate way to say goodbye to Toronto, and to this apartment.
We move tomorrow, and then head out East for a week. We may not be giving ourselves ample unpacking time, but we sure know how to enjoy Summer. Happy almost August friends -- see you on the other side!