Foodists

I’m a bit of a science nerd. So, when a friend invited me to dinner at a new restaurant called Gastropod, I was somewhat taken aback. The word gastropod translates literally as ‘stomach foot’, which,…

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Le Beaujolais Nouveau est arriv&#233!! My first experience with Beaujolois Nouveau came in Geneva, Switzerland. I was visiting a friend who was interning at the UN, and the week before he had popped across the border…

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The fabulous Oyama Sausage Company on Granville Island is getting geared up for it’s annual Cassoullet Fest. You have 9 more days to order a cassoulet, and get your fix of pork sausage and duck confit. You can order…

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For my 30th birthday last year, my parents bought me a Staub Coq au Vin Cocotte. I’ve roasted a few chickens in it, but I hadn’t made the namesake dish until last week. I don’t know why I waited so long.

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Spaghetti Puttanesca translates directly as “Whore’s Spaghetti”. There is some debate as to how the dish acquired such an unusual name. Some people suggest that the women-of-ill-repute in Italy would…

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For the past five years, I’ve had the luck to visit Seaview Game Farms in Merville, BC., the province’s leading producer of fallow venison. Venison is a delightful meat. Dark, dense and very lean, venison is…

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On Sunday, I bought an ice cream maker. Seems a bit frivilous, doesn’t it? Well, I may have tended to agree until this morning, when I made my first bowl of Gatorade sorbet.

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Last summer, I had the odd nutritional goal of eating more yogurt. I work from home, and I was in the nasty habit of skipping breakfast – I thought that a good bowl of cultured milk product with some fresh fruit…

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As any good marketing student or devoted food explorer will tell you, local knowledge is key. When you’re looking for a good meal in a foreign city, this is doubly true – often the best places can only be…

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When having dinner in the South of Croatia, it’s not uncommon to find yourself in the company of a four-legged friend. On this particular night in Hvar Town, I sat down with a Weimaraner and enjoyed a particularly…

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On Easter Sunday night, I found myself hunting the near-barren streets of Ljubljana (pronounced loob-lee-anna), the pretty capital city of former Yugoslavian State, Slovenia. I wandered across most of the city center,…

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The Castro Bistro is neither Cuban nor French. Instead, it’s a crowded Serbian restaurant tucked neatly into the old Jewish section of Budapest.

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