Monthly Archives: December 2009

Oysters & Champagne for Breakfast

Christmas eleventh's

Christmas eleventh's

I went home to Niagara for Christmas. It was a quiet, pleasant stay where the funniest details made the stay special.

Perhaps the most amusing occurance was that each time Mum looked out the kitchen window, she would sigh and make a remark about the lack of birds at her birdfeeder. Her birdfeeder had been the hot spot for all the birds in the neighbourhood for quite some time, and now someone else was getting all the sparrows and cardinals. So, on Christmas Day she put out suet for the birds, saying “We’ll soon see what kind of attention that gets!” . It was like keeping up with the Jones’… birdfeeder!

On Christmas Day, we started the day off with cafe au lait and chocolate croissants (see above), followed by our rather luxurious tradition of having fresh oysters and  champagne for brunch. This year Mum had bought Veuve Clicquot Ponsardin brut, which I recognized from a Cool Hunting podcast. The bubbles were quite fantastic, creating a reverse cyclone effect in my glass!

When opening gifts later that day, I discovered that Nana had slipped in some poetry in my bag. Apparently it had been found among my grandfather’s belongings after he’d died. It was poetry which I had written as a child and it made a rather amusing read. I thought I’d share a quick excerpt with you:

I sit.

I see trees blowing in the wind.

I hear rain hitting the trees.

Tiger Lilly is purring.

She licks my foot.

A crow calls out.

It did it again.

A tree blows outside my window…

Its rather funny isn’t it? Especaily when you consider I wrote this in serious tone as a child, documenting the sensual beauty of autumn at home.

I stayed at my Dad’s house the night of Christmas Day where I spent 99% of my time there in front of the warm fireplace which heats the house. In the morning, I had a warm bubble bath with water from the well. The water was brown when I used to live there, but now its black! It was quite striking to see the contrast of the white foam of the bubble bath against the black well water in the white old-fashioned bath tub. My Dad tells me well water is good for the skin, “Full of minerals!” he says, but I don’t know if its true or not…

Now I sit sipping a cup of ginger tea and listening to Loreena McKennitt’s early Christmas album (we played the same King’s College Choir cassette five times this morning). Mum is in the kitchen making homemade custard for dinner. It’s the time for feasting!

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Honey & Almond Cake

Winter's coming...

I am sitting at my computer listening to Loreena McKennit. I went to go see the John William Waterhouse exhibit at the Beaux-Arts Museum today with Valeria and it reminded me of her music. I enjoyed the exhibit. There was poetry written on the walls, myths, and stories to go with the paintings. I particularly liked his use of light, and his different values of red. You could almost smell the roses in his paintings- and they were nice roses, not those silly long-stem roses you see everywhere now.

Last Sunday, I went to the Museum of Contemporary Art with my Mum. I particularly liked the Francine Savard exhibit which consisted of monochromatic canvasses and sans serif typography. I felt like I was in colour theory class all over again! The Tacita Dean exhibit was neat too, as it consisted of many screens either suspended or sitting in the dark room where the video piece Stillness was projected on them. It was pretty cool.

On Wednesday, I went out for lunch with my friend Nick. He wanted to take me to the vegan restaurant Chu Chia, but it was closed for lunch, so we went to L’Academie for mussels instead… and ended up eating honey and almond cake too!

That night, I went to Dunters where I made dinner while Dunter put his new kitchen table together. We set out candles, poured pomegranate juice into wine glasses, and enjoyed a hearty meal of pesto on pasta with fresh basil leaves and cherry tomatoes on top!

Afterward dinner, we went to see the film Planet 51. I’ve always been very resistant to see ‘kids’ movies, but this one was hilarious! There were so many sexual jokes and pop culture references that I was in constant stitches of laughter.

My favourite character was Rover, a robot dog based on the ‘rover’ robots sent to Mars to take photographs by NASA. The real life robots sent back pictures of rocks, which Planet 51 poked fun at with Rover, who was obsessed with rocks that he never bothered to take pictures or collect any of the plant-life or proof of alien existence. He was adorable!