Friend of Mine, Wine

May 5, 2013 by

I have been home for just over a week now, and I have felt like doing very little of anything apart from reading, catching up on some HBO and trip planning. I’m one part trying to embrace the need to relax and shut down, and I am one part trying to push myself into making the most of the days I have here before I take off. Shaken, not stirred. So I went to the Winnipeg Wine Festival! The festival ran from April 28-May 4 and was held at the Winnipeg Convention Centre. I’ve known people who have been before, but this was my first time to the wine festival. Dad asked me what wines were drawing me to the event, and being the smart ass I am replied, “The red ones.” Not surprisingly,...

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Until Saturday

Apr 25, 2013 by

I did it, guys. I finished my exams, I went to Buffalo for the hockey game, and now I’m dealing with the bittersweetness of packing up for the summer and leaving the place I’ve called home for the last 8 months, and saying goodbye to the people I’ve come to think of as family. I know that only good things are ahead of me, but there’s a strange feeling layered on top of all this happiness that is an interesting one to process. By tomorrow, once I’ve got everything all packed into my car, I’ll be hitting the highway and driving from Waterloo all the way to Winnipeg, something I never thought I’d be doing. If we look back far enough, I never thought I’d be living in Waterloo. More recently, it was never...

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For Natalie

Mar 7, 2013 by

My cousin Natalie sent me a text from England the other day. She had suddenly been struck with a longing for simpler days, for days of childhood and being at the lake. From time to time, I feel this way too. From time to time, we all feel this way. Out of nowhere, I yearn for the days when we used to fight over who washed and who dried (because there was no dishwasher), and the biggest battle of the day was braving the ice cold water of a Northern Manitoba lake. And I feel like that right now. There’s school and friendships and relationships and bills. There’s watching those you love grow old, grow sick. There’s the never ending progression towards who knows what, and all we can do is try to face...

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Festival

Mar 4, 2013 by

We bundled up, piled into Saj’s truck and headed to one of Winnipeg’s main attractions, and probably the biggest event of our subzero winters: the Festival du Voyageur. The festival runs for some ten days in February every year, and you can enjoy everything from tobogganing, snow sculptures and maple syrup popsicles to live music, costumed interpreters, and caribou, a strong fortified wine served in an ice glass. We went on a whim. It was a little last minute, so we didn’t do much more than admire the snow sculptures and drink the caribou, but it was still a nice, cozy evening with my boyfriend and my two friends,┬áColin and Claire. Here is a little video I put together to remember the night. Enjoy! [vimeo...

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Reasons I Love Winnipeg/Canada #21...

Dec 8, 2012 by

I realised last night it’s been a while since I expressed my appreciation for the things I love not only about my hometown of Winnipeg, but also for those special things I find throughout this great big beautiful country of Canada. Living in Waterloo, where I will be for the next four years, there is a spot that has quickly become one of my favourite things about living here. I know that when I go home or anywhere else in the world, it will be on my mind. I will miss this place: the St. Jacobs Market. Truly, it is a very special market. As a student, budget is very important, and I can go there and stock up at affordable prices on all my fruits and veggies, and I can even get fresh...

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Reasons I Love Winnipeg/Canada #20: Street Meat...

Sep 25, 2012 by

Toronto, Canada The banana peppers, the horseradish, the ketchup, the mustard, the pickles, the onions, the bacon bits, the relish, the olives… The spicy Italian sausage, the all beef sausage, the Polish sausage, the smokie… the combinations and deliciousness are nearly endless. One hot dog, two hot dogs, three hot dogs… You can pretty much go mental over this ubiquitous Toronto specialty. I remember the first time I tried the Toronto Street Meat. It was in 2007 for a student conference, and ever since that first bite, I haven’t looked back. Every time I’m in Toronto, I try to make a point of having a big, giant hot dog from a street vendor. When I was in Toronto for Anishka’s engagement party, one of the first things I did when I got off the...

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