5 posts tagged with “The Canadian Food Experience Project”

  • The Canadian Food Experience Project: A resolution to do better than the best

    It ain’t nothing but a four-letter word. And it’s one that I hope to see much less of in food writing this year.

    Really, we can all do better than saying something is the best, can’t we?

    I avoid describing anything I eat or drink as the best with the same fervor that I steer clear of celery on a vegetable platter. It’s for the simple reason that it has no substance and it’s harmful. (Don’t believe me about celery being harmful? If you were stuck on a desert island and all you had to eat were those pale green stalks, you’d die).

    Every time I see a tweet with best to describe a food product or meal that isn’t homemade, I lose interest in what that person has to say. Their credibility becomes dubious. And I see it a lot, particularly from foodies and food writers.
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  • The Canadian Food Experience Project: A holiday breakfast tradition for the traditionless

    I don’t like Christmas.

    In fact, I may have said once or twice that I even hate it. Not in a Scrooge kind of way, though I’m sure it all sounds very bah humbug.

    In the first draft I wrote of this post, I probably went a little overboard in my explanation why and in the end, I feared, it sounded like the perfect accompaniment to the world’s smallest violin.

    For the sake of brevity or something vaguely resembling it — it is the holidays after all, and who isn’t pressed for time — I loved Christmas until I was 11 and each year had its traditions, including opening our gifts on Dec. 24, like many good German families.

    I remember how torturous dinner was every Christmas Eve because it seemed to take forever for people to clear their plates. I swear my parents ate slower than normal, just for kicks. And in my excitement to rip glossy paper to shreds to get at my loot, I had no appetite anyway.

    Being a good German family, we always had a real tree and we were never lavished with gifts. We got one larger, meaningful present and few small items that went with it — like the Wham! and Cindy Lauper tapes I got to go with my Sanyo ghetto blaster when I was 8.
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  • The Canadian Food Experience Project: My most cherished “Canadian” recipe, Zwetschgenküchen

    Something about the words ‘Canadian recipe’ just don’t compute with me.

    I mean, what the heck is that? Other than tourtiere, poutine or pemmican, I am at a loss to think of a truly Canadian recipe that hasn’t been influenced by another culture.

    Add the word ‘cherished’ to mix and ask me to pen a post about it and my reaction is simply ‘gulp.’

    That’s exactly what happened when I saw that this month’s instalment of the Canadian Food Experience project was to write about a cherished Canadian recipe.

    I am the child of German immigrants. Every recipe that really means anything to me comes from a land known for its beer, punctual trains, and engineering. Rouladen, Zwiebelrostbraten, Sauerbraten, my Oma Mayer’s Sauerbohnen and Zwetschgenküchen — none sound particularly Canadian and yet all of them are cherished by me.
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  • The Canadian Food Experience Project: A Niagara icon — the peach

    There’s food porn and then there’s the peach.

    Really, it’s one of the most erotic edibles. Anais Nin could write an entire series of her, ahem, rather charged short stories about it.

    Not convinced? How many peach fans have you heard gush about how there is nothing better than biting into the sun-ripened, tender flesh of a downy-soft orb, and having that sweet, warm, sticky juice dribble down their chin, or into hands before trickling to elbows, the flow of which they try to quell by slurping deeply?

    Pardon me a moment while I turn up the air-conditioning in my humble abode…
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