Spicy Fish–Wushan style

“We’re going for spicy fish on Thursday. You’ve got to come along.” * * * Those of us living in the Vancouver area are fortunate to have an amazing palette of international foods to dazzle our palates. This area has become home to so many cultures from around the world and many of the people…

Stretching the Soup

I love soup. There are so many different kinds and varieties of soups that I still have a universe of untried flavours to discover. Part of the reason for that is I tend to drift back to my old favourites. After all, soup is one of the original comfort foods. Soups are so adaptable. You…

Cochinita Pibil

It all started yesterday when we came across the achiote at Ley supermarket in Puerto Vallarta. This blend of achiote seeds and other spices adds a deep red colour and an earthy, peppery flavour to foods. Nothing else quite like it. Our attempt at making Cochinito Pibil was inspired by the genuine dish from Mexico’s…

Buy low. Eat with abandon.

“The price of oil dipped today. And gold is up.” Margaret was scanning the financial markets, keeping her finger on the pulse of commerce. I’m pretty savvy about this stuff too. I’ve heard the horror stories of $24 heads of cauliflower in Canada. When the veggie truck rolled into the RV park here in Mexico…

Oranges juice

I am reminded of that TV commercial for orange juice where all those oranges jump one after the other into the juice container. We are shopping at the Ley supermarket in San Carlos, Mexico and I notice that the Valencia oranges are on sale – 8.45 pesos/kg. Half price – a good deal. I was…

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…

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…