[author’s note: read this poem aloud for full effect] I was slammed as soon as I walked through the door in the weeds, so deep in the weeds that I couldn’t tell the dandelions from the nasturtiums from heads of romaine I was on the line before I knew it on the line, way down…
The Transcendental Taste – the Foodgasm.
Life is replete with the banal and the ubiquitous. Everyday has the risk of being routine as we slip from slumber and onto the hamster wheel that would otherwise propel us in circles. However, it is the moments in life where we break free of this predictability where, in an instant, in a moment, we…
Destination: CHAR | CUT Roast House (Calgary)
I was travelling the past week which is the reason for the slow in postings. Hopefully a blog isn’t too much like an heirloom sourdough starter that needs to be fed with cultivated regularity to sustain its swell. The good news is that the travelling has afforded me an opportunity to do some research –…