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Month: August 2018

Pictures that don’t fit anywhere else

Posted on August 9, 2018 By admin
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Museum of science and technology 

Posted on August 8, 2018August 13, 2018 By admin

Nat wanted to take all the kids to see the S&T museum. They had a blast. 

There was also a special lego exhibit going on at the same time.

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Birthday dinner

Posted on August 8, 2018August 22, 2018 By admin

While the day itself was… a bit rocky, the evening was very pleasant.

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Parc Omega

Posted on August 6, 2018August 13, 2018 By admin

We took the kids to Parc Omega again. Ben wanted to get his Beaver a girlfriend. Sadly, I was wearing a plain t-shirt that day so I didn’t manage to offend anyone this time ’round.

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No respect 

Posted on August 6, 2018August 22, 2018 By admin

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Amusement park 

Posted on August 6, 2018August 13, 2018 By admin
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[recipe] pickled celery 

Posted on August 5, 2018August 22, 2018 By admin

1kg celery, sliced
2 white onions, sliced
750ml white vinegar
750ml brown sugar, loosely packed
30ml/6tsp mustard seed
30ml/6tsp celery seed
10ml/2tsp grated ginger
7.5ml/1.5tsp turmeric

Bring vinegar and sugar to the boil. Add spices. Boil again. Steep celery and onions in hot vinegar for 20 minutes. Strain and keep liquid. Put solids in mason jars. Reduce liquid by half, then cover solids with reduction. Store in the fridge.

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Boob puns 

Posted on August 5, 2018August 22, 2018 By admin
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Today’s mood

Posted on August 4, 2018 By admin

Free child given to a good home. Or even to an OK home. If drama persists, child will be given to first caller.

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Montréal highlights 

Posted on August 3, 2018August 14, 2018 By admin

Our trip started out with us all in good spirits. As expected, that didn’t last, but that’s another story. The flights were uneventful, except that I broke my cardinal rule of air travel and didn’t pack a lunch. The child, who could eat the meal choice that would have caused me pain and discomfort, didn’t like it and ended up eating half of the only thing I could eat (and then proceeded to rave about it for the rest of the flight). We landed, got our bags, and then had a “yes, we’re back in Montréal” cab ride to our airbnb. Let’s just say the cabbie was a bit high strung… 

The apartment was in the mile end. Great location, perfect on paper. In real life… it was someone’s flat, with a very particular bohemian-chic decor and a door lock that could have been defeated by a sharp sneeze. I couldn’t have lived there full-time without needing to rebuild the whole flat from the ground up and fix everything that gave it “character”. But whatever, we only needed it for a bed and a toilet and both were perfectly serviceable. The location, however as mentioned, was great. We were a stones throw away from St-viateur bagel, several good coffee shops, a breakfast place where I had a breakfast poutine, and a gin bar where they make their own tonic water and where we had a superb ploughman’s lunch. 

We did our usual Montréal things: Reubens, Ming Tao Xuan, Eggspectation, etc. etc. We went to the Cirka gin distillery with Michel and Christina, then spent a lovely afternoon on the St-Ambroise beer garden swapping stories, then carried on over an izakaya-style japanese dinner (and more cocktails). 

We met up with Sara and Em, our favourite not-married old married couple and caught up with all the major life events we missed over the last few years. 

The last day in Montréal, we walked in the Village before taking the bus to Ottawa and talked about how the city has changed since we were last here (seems like there’s been a nutter explosion and club Super Sex closed down!!!!) and how much we’ve been spoilt with the view of the lake, the mountains and all the greenery in Morges. 

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