Tasting wine

“I think I’ll try the raita.” Margaret turned and gave me a supercilious look. “You mean the Riatta. Raita is the yogourt and cucumber dip we make up to have with our curry.” “Yes, yes, of course, I meant the Riatta.” We have been working our way down the west coast in our motorhome. We…

Rustic Wi-Fi

We love travelling in our motorhome and staying at scenic, out-of-the-way camping places. Over the years we’ve camped in a variety of tents, trailers, and motorhomes. We currently travel in a 37-foot Safari motorhome. It’s pleasant to be able to take our home with us. Wherever we are, our immediate surroundings are familiar and we…

Savouring the Wine and the Beach

“You couldn’t buy a dinner like this for a hundred bucks.” Margaret sliced a thin sliver from her bacon-wrapped tenderloin, pushed on some mushrooms (there must have been a quarter pound of them on her plate alone) and then went fishing for some fresh green beans and cauliflower, followed by a forkful of potatoes a…

Musical Mechanical Wonders

I’m a sucker for mechanical things. Things that move, jiggle, whir, spin, and clatter. They don’t have to do anything or be useful although practicality does add a certain  level of elegance to an otherwise purely entertaining device. A long time ago (in the early ‘60s) during a family vacation to Yellowstone Park, we passed…

Waiting for you to write…..

Sometime around the middle of December I received an email from a long-time friend. Usually, we look forward to getting a pre-Christmas missive in the mail from him and his wife. It’s a summary of the interesting things they did over the year interspersed with photos highlighting their projects and activities, acquaintances and visitors, and…

Habanero pepper. Whole. (Optional)

Margaret squinted at the temperature readout. “It’s 85.3 degrees out there.” We were in Palm Desert, California, in our motorhome, vegging. (I’m still not quite sure how to spell that.) Having driven down from Canada less that a week ago, we were enjoying the warmth and sunshine, but the warm weather was still a bit…

Plastic containers. Grr-r-r…!

There’s this old saying that goes, Ya can’t live with ‘em;   Ya can’t live without ‘em. If I’m not mistaken, it refers to plastic containers. Plastic containers are the bane of my existence. First of all, you have to have them. Where else are you going to put all your left over stuff? Without them,…