tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36602033115419540582011-10-12T18:26:18.202-04:00the amusing literary article that - while being tucked away at the back of your online closet - you can't bring yourself to abandon.the editorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09706014068755597634noreply@blogger.comBlogger501100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3660203311541954058.post-63182542230855117582011-10-04T18:14:00.001-04:002011-10-04T18:15:53.991-04:00

It's almost Thanksgiving in Canada and as a great lover of turkey, I couldn't be happier. And to make things even better, a group of my friends decided to beat the holiday rush and have their Thanksgiving dinner a week early! Now I know there are a lot of different things you can do with turkey leftovers - like make sandwiches (yum), or turkey pasta (yum), or even just a simple reheat and eat (

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Let's see how many clever lies perfectly understandable reasons I can come up with to excuse myself from not posting for a really long time (not that anyone's reading - and I know that's true, haha; and it's fine): Little Polar Bear and the Brave Little Hare (1) It was winter and very cold in the part of the world where I reside. The holiday season is always a chaotic time at work and with

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I know it's been a while since I posted anything - and I have another post drafted to explain it all - but for now, let's just pretend I haven't been delinquent for nearly a year. My best friend and I recently went peach picking. The peaches were huge and very ripe off the tree; in fact, we had a really hard time not damaging the peaches as we plucked them from their branches. Since the

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And always listen to your Mother -  especially if she's one of the best bakers you know. I know some people bake, and some people cook; I also know that some people bake and cook with equal passion, love, enthusiasm, and skill. My Mom falls under the category of doing both really, really well. (I might be embellishing but first of all, she's my Mother, and second of all, she's saved me on many

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I'd noticed this technique during my waffle kick and wasn't surprised to see it in the world of pancakes either: Separating the egg yolk from the egg white, then beating the egg white until stiff, and finally folding the egg white into the other combined mixture. Sure it's one more step, but the fluffiness you get from whipping up the egg whites is golden. And really, it makes perfect sense.

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  Kiwi: Sit. Good boy. Available for parties and family gatherings. Per hour pay rate; in cat food. Advanced booking preferred. No refunds.

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I'll have that at home, please.   I'm loving this.

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As you can see, Part Two didn't come as there just wasn't time between all the shopping and prepping that happened after I'd posted about all the planning. The day after that was the Big Day and there was even less time to think about writing. And so this comes nearly two weeks after when I finally find myself a quiet night to sit back with a (cold) cup of tea (cold only because it's been

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...Takes a lot of time. While I definitely love to have friends over and plan picnics, get-togethers, and leisurely dinners, I wouldn't say entertaining or hosting comes naturally to me. Usually, I'm the flustered one in the kitchen, not sure of anything other than I've forgotten something - important - and as a result, everything's ruined. According to my better and calmer half, it's all in my

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While I'll be the first to admit that I'm a City Girl through and through, there's also just a hint of Country in me that draws me to green rolling hills, grazing horses, and babbling brooks. And on that note of babbling brooks, I finally had the opportunity to explore one that's near my home - and who better to explore it with than my best friend! (And no, I don't mean my husband - though

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It's been a while since I've updated and between the last time I did and now, I've been feeling unfulfilled in life. Being married is great; having a home is super; but working my job is far from satisfying. Shortly after getting married, I struggled with myself to "figure out what I wanted to do with my life". At that time, I decided to return to the bank - to a job that I knew how to do and

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Numi Monkey King. It's almost as good as an afternoon nap. ...Almost.

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These days, with the abundance of selection and variety of food we have access to, we can get a little picky. We choose restaurants like we would our friends and scrutinize menu items as if vetting a new lover. But from time to time we also find that one food that you love despite where it came from, what it looks like, and just how bad it is for you. This should also be titled the Dufflet™

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What to do with a frozen pie shell? bacon, cheddar, onion, parsley... Bacon & Cheese Quiche The recipe is from my manager at work. It was printed on cards to hand out to customers for Mother's Day this year. It's really easy to make and really delicious (although we thought there were too many onions). 4 eggs 3/4 cup of cream (we used half and half) 3/4 cup milk (we used 2%) 1/2 cup grated

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I've been carrying a lemon cake craving for a while now. It started a while back when, one day at Starbucks, I wondered why I was paying $2-something for a slice of lemon poppyseed loaf. Surely I could make my own at home for a fraction of the cost (plus I'd get a whole loaf of it to myself). So I started to search for recipes - though only half heartedly. There's only one thing I like less in

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I know that Souffles are supposed to be finicky to make; there are a lot of variables like the temperature of the eggs, how long you whisk the egg whites, and how you fold everything together. A lot of reviews I read before attempting my own souffle reported their souffles "flopping" or never even rising. I'd made meringue and chiffon cake before - both are nearly as temperamental as they both

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A little while after my brother moved to London, England with his wife, he said to me that we were raised a little more "British" than he had realized. Not all that surprising if you know my Mom. Her grandfather was very British, having lived under British rule in Hong Kong and indulged in British things, and so she and her sisters were long exposed to British habits and traditions. Those habits

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I've been baking for a long time now and this is my first time making frosting. Yup: All my previous cakes and cupcakes and cookies have gone naked. I've never actually been a fan of frosting except for how pretty it can look. Taste wise... Well, it's just sugar for the most part. Anyway, I was making cupcakes for a friend and used the Black Magic as a base (it's a surprisingly easy recipe and

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Blah. I haven't been writing because there hasn't really been anything going on - plus I wonder just how many people read my blog. It's starting to feel outdated and let's face it: "The Little Black Dress" is quite a lengthy blog name that I'd come up with I don't even remember how many years ago (and I'm not so sure is very relevant anymore). The REAL issue though, is formatting. I hate - with a

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People who grew up with me and know my parents' house, know the state of the kitchen: cluttered, messy, and impossible to find anything unless you really know your way around. I remember on a few separate occasions, when my parents were away on trips, my brother and I would scour the kitchen (cabinets, fridge, freezer) of whatever we thought we didn't need. ...And then get in trouble for it when

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I just wanted to point out this guy to the two or three people who visit my blog (haha). You'll appreciate him even more if you like music. As someone who's not musically inclined, I'm always amazed at when people who sing and play instruments do so really well. ...Not having anything else to say, I hope you enjoy all his music and covers. I don't know him, by the way. Don't know anything about

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My brother and his wife are currently living in London, England, and when they brought home a jar of marmalade this past Christmas, I was really excited - for two reasons: The first reason for my excitement is due to the fact that the marmalade is called "Burlington Breakfast Marmalade", and Burlington, Ontario is where I live. It's really quite novel.  (I'm not very good with "food styling"

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A discovery that has changed my life for the better. Homemade Microwave Popcorn Isn't it simple? And considering how you can buy the kernels fairly inexpensively at Bulk Barn or a grocery store, it's really great on the budget too! You can even reuse the paper bag for a more environmental approach. Down in the comments, someone had used newspaper instead of a bag to be eco-friendly, but I'm not

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The most important meal of the day. Time Check: 1:30pm. It still counts, right? I'm a big fan of all-day breakfast: eggs and bacon and potatoes (namely home fries or hash browns) and bagels or toast with butter or cream cheese or jam or chocolate-hazelnut spread or peanut butter with jam and tea or coffee or juice. Ham is also an acceptable side of meat, though it's not

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Now that I think about it, this probably won't interest any of you - but it does interest me, which is why I write. So if you love Naruto and you love great stories, then you'll love this person on FanFiction.net: Firefly - Crack Whims. The link goes directly to fourteen short stories (crack stories) he or she wrote with various characters from Naruto. One of the reasons why I really enjoyed

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It's funny. Sometimes, when you grow up with something a certain way, you just assume that that's the way it is. And sometimes, even when you realize that that isn't the way it is - or maybe that it shouldn't be this way, you don't necessarily go about changing. Now, this may sound serious and confusing but I'm really just talking about a frying pan my parents own. It's the perfect egg-sized pan,

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Before all the rain and cold weather started, I had the opportunity to spend some quality time outdoors – and quality it was. My husband and I spent one day in the country, driving around, scouting different apple orchards in the area. In our search, we found a commercial farm called Springridge Farm. It's commercial in the same way that Chudleigh's is commercial: there's an area for children to

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It would surprise most people to know that I used to watch hockey. But before you get carried away, I wasn't a long-standing fan or anything. For the most part, I was a fan of the Toronto Maple Leafs (I don't even remember which team of which year, but both Sundin and Wellwood were Leafs) but during the playoffs, I remember cheering for the Spezza, Alfredsson, Heatly line-up. Anyway: If you were

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I recently watched Stranger Than Fiction, a movie starring Will Ferrell and Maggie Gyllenhaal. It's a story about Harold Crick, an auditor for the IRS. I'm not going to go into detail about the movie - which I thoroughly enjoyed, by the way - so if you're interested, you're better off reading reviews or watching a trailer or two online. There is, however, one scene in the movie I want to

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I promise that I'll make a conscious effort to stop posting Poladroid pictures. Until then, here are some photos I Poladroided of Kiwi - one of my family cats. It was his FOURTH Birthday this August 2009 and since we don't know exactly which day he was born, we tend to celebrate it whenever we remember...        Isn't he cute? And to think he used to be the size of my foot when he was first born.

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Washing the dishes Tidying up Putting away the laundry Wiping down the counters After a long day of work, it's nice to come home.

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Joy to the world! All the boys and girls. Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea. Joy to you and me! I used to be a HUGE fan of Polaroid, particularly the Joy Cam. I have one, actually; I just can't afford the refill cartridges. But with digital cameras being the most common tool of photography these days, it's not likely we'll find those fun Polaroid photos hanging around our homes... Or will

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Let's start with the Food portion of this post.As time has passed in this Burlington home of ours, our Adventures in Food have become more and more exciting - at least for me. As one who bakes much and cooks little, learning to plan and cook proper meals has been an interesting learning experience. Here are a few pictures of some of the things my husband and I have made to feed ourselves:Mac and

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Phew. After a long and tiring weekend that followed a wet and dismal week of rain, we finally got back on our bikes. We planned to ride to the bike shop where we had purchased my bike - Neworld Cycle - on Plains Road West. It's an approximate 20 minute drive from our home; 13.4kms according to Google Maps. We didn't make it.We made it about halfway (6kms) and after three short rest breaks, I

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I haven't ridden a bicycle in a really, really, really long time. There was even a period of time in high school when I didn't trust bicycles because I didn't understand how they stayed upright. But after moving to Burlington, I noticed that lots of people rode bikes here - LOTS. My husband also owns a bike and loves to bike. He kept saying that we needed to get me a bike so that we could bike

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This is a special post for a special friend whose wedding is coming up soon. She's scheduled to spend a day with me during which time she gets to sit back and relax while I spoil her with the special surprises that I have planned for her. Now, it certainly wouldn't be FUN to anticipate a surprise without a bit of a teaser; it's like watching a movie trailer and catching glimpses from some of the

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In the House of Relax, we take naps - frequently; though maybe not as frequently as you think. There are other things we do like read, visit our local Starbucks, go for walks around our neighbourhood... It's a pretty place, our neighbourhood: quiet, quaint, friendly. We're on the doorsteps of a beautiful escarpment - hiking trails, conservation parks, biking paths - and on the other side we have

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A little while ago, I went to Costco with my parents and husband. One of the items we picked up there was waffle/pancake batter in an aerosol can. The idea here is that instead of having to make and mix your own batter, you can just squirt this pre-made batter directly into your frying pan (for pancakes) or waffle iron (for waffles); plus storing excess batter clearly won't take up a lot of your

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My parents have been adjusting to the whole communications-through-technology and the whole blogging business what with their son (my brother) having moved to London, England with his wife, and me and my husband being in Burlington (although we just talk on the phone, haha), and I have to say, they've really got things down pat. Not only are they more savvy in the ways of Skype than I am, but

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Last night,Right before bed,Right after showering,I went to turn off the fan in the bathroom.In the dark,I couldn't see,And I stepped onA potato bug.My right foot is currently under quarantine.

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The unbelievable (and not so unbelievable) has happened: I'm writing for another blog.Hehee... It's an anime blog called Bokutachi no Blog which means "Our Blog" in Japanese. I am a contributing author among three others and I have to admit, it is absolutely nerve-wracking! It's one thing to write for myself or even for my friends (esp my friends who have no interest in anime whatsoever) but

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After falling off the face of Planet Blog, I've found my way back - to a small, little town-like-city outside of the Greater Toronto Area.I realize that it's been a really, really, really long time since I last wrote and that's mostly because I haven't really had anything to write about. Life for me - now married and on a leave of absence from work - is quaint, quiet, and for the most part,

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so i like to watch anime and read manga, and i stopped watching Avatar (which isn't reeeeally anime because it's North American but, whatever) because they were/are taking soo bloody long to release the new episodes. however, two episodes have been leaked online and after ignoring it for a while - because i was upset and had found better things to watch since they took their hiatus - i finally

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I wonder what's warmer: goose feathers or chinchilla fur.

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The following is an article from Time magazine, Canadian Edition for May 2007. I may paraphrase a few places just to keep it short, but read it; you'll like it. Credit (obviously) goes to one Belinda Luscombe who wrote it. Well done, Ms. Luscombe."Marrying outside your religion is no big deal in the U.S. anymore. Neither is marrying someone of a completely different generation. And now that

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Here are a couple of things I hate:One: MathTwo: Long Distance Relationships

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Age.Did you get the shivers? Are you breaking into a sweat? It's a funny thing, isn't it, Age? These days, you're never quite content to be the age you are. When you're young (and I mean like preteen - or Tweenage) you can't wait until you're sixteen, nineteen, twenty-one. When you're older (retirement within grasp) you yearn for the days of your early to mid twenties. And you would think that

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JW was reading this to me and I couldn't help but respond to it in SOME way, and since I'm not a member of GTA Motorcycle (and he wouldn't let me post under him), I thought I'd bring GTA Motorcycle here. The following is an uncut post by one Fingolfin who rides a 2001 Yamaha R6:"I was coming around a corner in Richmond Hill (small side road) when I lost the back end of my bike and low sided it.

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Why choose a name like The Little Black Dress? For that, I have two answers. My first answer is that it is versatile - not as a fashion item, but as a symbol. The term "the little black dress" has been a staple in North American society for quite some time now. It's that special, simple, yet elegant piece that any and every woman should have or would have if she could have. However, with the

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while titled "The Little Black Dress", this blog - as the warning indicates - does not discuss fashion; at least it won't in the conventional sense. you will not find tips on how to dress nor how to impress. what you will find are the various thoughts I experience throughout my days living in Toronto. you might not like them, you may not agree with them, you might even find them tediously boring,

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