In Saint-Michel, the holy trinity of food is the Super U—the medium-size supermarket is open…
Saint-Michel-Chef-Chef is famous for its biscuiterie producing buttery galettes, the original cookie.
This morning, I queued for twenty minutes for two slices of ham.
It’s amazing how combinations of spices can turn an ordinary mix or grains and vegetables into something super yummy. So, slow cooking 101: know your spices.
I wish I had believed in the power of the slow cooker earlier.
“I have no idea hat to make!” I bawled. “I’m so fucking sick and tired of buying food, cutting food, cooking food, cleaning up food!”
Starbucks betrayed me and cauliflower became a luxury item. Sigh.
I wasn’t being “reasonable and virtuous”, I just didn’t feel like getting second helpings of some free food I found just “meh” and only ate to be polite in the first place.
I developed an addiction to pão de queijo, these little balls of tapioca with cheese.
Chile’s fast food choice is the perrito caliente with a mound of different condiments.
Fresh. Varied. Cheap. This is what I think of Brazilian food so far.
I wanted to learn more about Brazilians—what people eat, what they do, how they work and interact. A bit wiser and more comfortable with our surrounding, we headed back to Recife to explore the different bairros in the centre.
Every time I go grocery shopping, I face a problem that challenges two of my “rules”: the size of packages. The cliché is true. Everything is bigger in North America.
I had to send Mark to daycare with a toddler-size lunch box. They grow up so fast. And new responsibilities are dumped on you quicker than you can say “here is five bucks, grab something at Subway.”
The day I took pictures inside my local supermarket, I was aiming for three or four products, max. I just wanted to give you a glimpse of popular North American items that aren’t on the shelves in the rest of the world. But I… got a bit carried away.
The Byward Market is a gorgeous display of local products and colourful fruits and vegetables, especially toward the end of the summer. Just for the (free) pleasure to the eyes, it is worth a stroll.
For all the times I took you inside supermarkets around the world and showcased local delicacies, I realized that I had never taken pictures of common North American products.
While we are flying from the old world to the new continent, enjoy some bread…
“Fifty euro worth of cookies? Are you crazy?” I thought. A pack costs about €1.15 at the supermarket. Fancier cookies are slightly more expensive, but still, we are talking less than €3. And then we stepped inside, and I understood.
Here are 4 classic cookies you can probably find in any French food cupboard.
On Sundays, all the stores are closed but a couple of bakeries and a bunch of bars (French can’t live without a supply of booze). Even though these quiet Sundays are kind of a recurring event and a tradition in France, most people still need to shop.
If you think about it, Tim Hortons is just another franchised restaurant serving coffee and donuts. Yet, Canadians almost feel it’s a patriotic duty to get a double-double at Timmies rather than at McDonalds, Starbucks or—gasp—brew coffee at home.
I dash to the kitchen. Quick check here too—sometime she is having her morning cup of coffee here. Nope. All clear. Now I just have to take Mark to the classroom and hopefully, she will be busy