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Yearly Archives: 2011
High security meals & some curious uses for oregano
The Clink is an interesting restaurant in Britain which is run by inmates of HM Prison High Down (this article about it by an expert in prison food is worth reading too). Envisioned by its Michelin-starred chef-founder as a way … Continue reading
Watery weather
Before I return to grey, damp Victoria as it is just now, I want to say thanks to the prairie sun gods who have smiled so warmly on my visit to Saskatchewan. Not quite the prayer that the people of … Continue reading
Big sky readings
Saskatchewan, the beautiful. It’s been quite a spring for some farmers here; signs suggest they won’t be suffering from drought this year… So sayeth the cows in a field near Muenster: I had a very pleasant afternoon yesterday with the … Continue reading
Springtime in Saskatchewan
Well, nearly. A delayed springtime. I missed the one they had last weekend, but on the other hand I also missed the snowfall that left this behind, though the ground is mostly bare and the sun comes out every so … Continue reading
Mushrooms & poets
It sounds like the start of a bad joke, doesn’t it? When is a poet like a mushroom..? If I had been to more meetings of the South Vancouver Island Mycological Society, I’m sure I’d be able to fill in … Continue reading









