Stories & Pictures about Canadian People, Places and Things
The smell of wood fires, the crunching sound of walking on frozen snow, the shuffle of boots through black spruce needles and the cozy relief of a hot drink warming mitten-clad fingers; these are the sensations of First Light at Sainte-Marie among the Hurons.
It’s a simple filter-feeding, bi-valve mollusk, so how come we’re all a-titter and a wink about the soft, voluptuous body of this marine invertebrate?
The Dalvay-by-the-Sea Resort in Prince Edward Island National Park serves this delicious dessert with Toffee Sauce.
When I got to my room, a plate of goodies was waiting for me…
I honestly didn’t know what to expect when five of us, decked out in full rain gear and lifejackets, left the dock in our little zodiac with Henry, our guide.
When they quenched the last fire in her belly and abandoned her to a rotting disgrace, no one imagined the SS Bigwin would ply the Lake of Bays once again.
The prospect of a “History Tour” at The Briars did not immediately fill me with anticipation. I was more interested in clambering around the rocky shores of Lake Simcoe or hanging out in the dining room with Carlos and Hylton, soaking up their stories about “back home” in Jamaica.
Le Vieux Vélo is built on a hardcore Montreal breakfast diner sensibility, but with chic improvements where they really count.
A little cottage in the woods is the quintessential Canadian retreat, but sometimes it’s hard to keep up with the maintenance.
There is definitely something compelling about making a big pile of rocks; an Inukshuk. Inuit peoples started doing it a very long time ago.
“Le Panthéon des sports canadiens” – not just a hall, but a temple, dedicated to the gods.
Isn’t luge really just tobogganing with more expensive equipment and flashier outfits?
