I'm STILL a self confessing, self professing know-it-all, or so I think!

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My Portuguese Christmas!

… my Portuguese family! Just got back home… getting my hair looking all pretty… in for the evening… kicking off my 4 day holiday, when Antonio surprises me w/this… wishing me a Merry Christmas!! He says the cake is called King Cake (Bolo Rei, in Portuguese), and it’s still warm when he hands it to me! Yum-F-O!! I see from the sticker, this one comes courtesy Seara Bakery… what a lovely presentation! Funny; minutes from home when stopped at a traffic light, snuck a peek and was in disbelief the amount of cars, and the lack of room w/more cars trying to get in (and out) of Seara… welcome to a Portuguese Christmas Eve, lol! He tells me the port wine is to be enjoyed after dinner! I’m enjoying everything right now just staring at it… can’t stop thinking about all your kindness, and love! Thanks big guy… and, thanks Lina too! Much love!!






Plus; was a sunny, balmy 13º C on a global warming Toronto’s Xmas eve? Yep, today was a GOOD day!!


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we are family

This post is of recent thoughts and ramblings, a few pics from last night as well. Strap yourselves in, hold on tight!!

Tomorrow marks one month my life changed. I have never professed to believe in God, but I always knew someone was/is watching over me. I know many of these occurrences where I feel being helped in my life can easily be dismissed as pure dumb luck, etc.. Fair enough. This sensation of having my own Angel has been with me for a long time, pushing 30 years – where things happen that help me, that I don’t believe are random or is any reasonable explanation for. I won’t fully expound on this latest one, getting into specifics, I have trouble identifying with the masses, conventional thinkers. I get frustrated with wading pools, I’m the Marianas Trench. That’s the truth folks, not arrogance. If I told you about my latest, most definitive proof my Angel exists, sure all I’d get would be “that’s cool”, “wow, weird” at best. That would frustrate the fuck outta me, so I’ll be mum, keeping everything close to my vest. Better this way, trust me … y’all swim near the surface, I’ll keep deep! Since this whole thing happened, since we met, the way we met, the circumstances surrounding it … every detail, I examine the minutiae, every nuance, every possibility, how, and why?! There is NO OTHER explanation … I have an Angel! Btw, technically was the 11th, but really the 12th. What a day … white wine, beer, and Chinese food! Six and a half hours never disappeared so quickly!

Four days later. Again!


Hells motherfucking yes!! More wine, more beer. No Chinese food, not for lack of trying. It was a Tuesday night, and all closed up shop. Our next time together was last night. My Christmas. I’ve spent 20+ years celebrating Christmas on the 24th, I’ll be damned, I did it again! And, we did Chinese again, lol!

LOVE THIS!! You waltz in, hook up your phone, your playlist like you own the place, AND crank it. No volume police here!


Flowers, food, drinks, good times … and dog, lol!









I met you a dozen days ago. You are my friend, last night, I went further and designated us family. Why not? Being fully aware of the pitfalls, the precariousness, the tenuousness of the word supposedly exemplifying union, togetherness, forgiveness?! It’s all a crock of shit, trust me. Don’t believe that crap, fall into that trap for a second y’all! However long this thing we have lasts, you are my family. I have proof too. My recently arrived in the mail Air Miles membership provided me with a supplementary card to give to a family member, obviously encouraging more shopping, more points. Points be damned, I couldn’t have been happier giving it to you knowing I’m in your wallet, always close by. From now to then, whenever then is … WE ARE FAMILY!!

My Family!

(wearing her xmas gifts. gloves, panties, and Angel)


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Love My Miller Time!!

… and no, I ain’t talkin’ ’bout beer (well, not necessarily, lol). I haven’t imbibed in the High Life for SOOOOO long, I couldn’t even begin telling you when last I did (I can’t count that high, lol)! But, I do love my Miller family, despite seldom gettin’ chances to see ’em!!


Campagnolo Birthday Bash Blowout!!

Great, great restaurant on Dundas … had the best fucking time!! We ordered the WHOLE menu … minus 4 starters, and 1 main, lol!! After dinner, we walked up to College St. for gelato … was so pleasant, despite the humidity … the walk I mean, the gelato was through the mofo roof sublime too!! A few pics y’all!!

Campagnolo Wednesday, July 17, 2013 Menu


Veal Carpaccio




Bone Marrow










… and the damages


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my thick ass ossobuco

Had these sexyshanks a while back with the family … believe me, there’s enough meat here to feed the troops, and then some … finally got around to bloggin’ pics ’bout it. Real easy & simple too … key is to have a butcher who’ll go out of his way for you, willing to work with you … getting the exact piece you ask for, and cutting to your specs. Season liberally with salt and pepper, brown in olive oil … then, add the shanks to 1.5 – 2 litres of the best homemade tomato sauce/passata you have, and bake in a dutch oven at 350° for a couple of hours till falling off the bone tender, the marrow oozing/melting into the sauce. At this point, I pulled out the ossobuco and cut/broke apart into 1-2 inch portions. I also extracted any remaining marrow from the bones, adding it to the sauce, discarding any sinewy/grisly bits as well. Served up family style with my best al dente Italian linguine (sorry, no pics … was crazily rushing around …and stressing, lol)!! 🙄

yeah, thick ass is right …


browning away #1 …


… and #2 …


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… for now’s what I mean … don’t hold yer breath, and I don’t wanna hear smack from any of ya when ya see more, lol!! Love ’em both, 1st pic ’cause he’s looking so casual … shirt unmotherfuckingtucked … with a hint of a smile, both rare for him … unsure of the year, guessing ’53-’55 … do know it’s a cultural event (another reason I cherish these particular photos), he was extremely proud of his roots, of his ancestry and heritage. The 2nd pic, taken February ’57 … is of him with friends, love it as well ’cause he was always the best looking one of the bunch … GREAT hair as always, contrasting colours; jacket and pants … AND check out his flatly folded hankie … spank-yie very much, snot-rag stylin’ shit motherfucker had goin’ on!!

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respite, reflections

A well deserved break, an opportunity to look back. Our Christmas tradition revolves around Christmas Eve, and includes a lot of food. Copious amounts of food, and not only this time of year. It’s in our culture to be overly generous with food. To give you an indication, Tiffany K and I haven’t left the house for groceries since … that’s almost a week. I’m finally reclaiming the fridge as my own, lol. Not to mention I froze leftovers knowing we couldn’t eat everything before spoiling. This year I even tackled baccala. Was very proud of my accomplishment, from sourcing this fish market in the city that carries the best baccala, a part of the city where parking is at a premium, never any spots available, to researching online various methods/rules of thumb preparing it. Generally soaking 1-3 days was the advice, two was better, and three if you had the time. Naturally I opted for the 72 hour soak, with 3-4 changes of water daily. I also researched baccala and potatoes in a tomato sauce recipes as I’ve had this years ago from this great little Italian bakery that used to make it (Fridays only) during the holidays. Alas, they moved, went out of business … not really sure, only know my baccala went along with them. In all my research, nobody bothered to mention the skinning of the fish and removing of the bones might prove challenging if attempting for the first time … thanks internet gurus, lol. Luckily when I bought the baccala I over bought … close to 3 lb, not the 2 lb I was planning to, so I did have some leeway with the wastage. I didn’t settle on any one particular recipe either. I read many to get ideas, that’s what I do, I know my way around a kitchen and felt comfortable enough combining/assembling the ingredients in a casserole dish and baking it without any difficulties. I eyeballed the potatoes I needed (was looking for a 50-50 ratio) and proceeded. And another thing you don’t see in these recipes is for parboiling the spuds before baking? I ALWAYS do to ensure them being cooked through … plus the oven temps they tell you to use are too low (350º – 375º) so I completely ignore that part of the recipe and crank it to 400º – 425º. One thing that did catch my eye, and I was so happy this person wrote this … not sure why others didn’t since it was so helpful? If I was making this recipe, but substituting the baccala with … let’s say tilapia, I’d be seasoning (salting) the you know what out of it. Everything. The fish, my home made tomato sauce … the potatoes … especially the potatoes. But this recipe writer … recipe advisor cautions on doing so due to the baccala’s inherent saltiness. Sure I soaked it, rehydrating it … changing water over and over, but it still retains plenty of salt to sufficiently season the whole dish. And for this tidbit you included, my baccala dish was sublime … and I thank you. It was the highlight of the dinner (but was so busy/preoccupied I didn’t snap any pics to share – sorry), and I was thrilled with my work, accomplishment … my success.

It’s funny after our Eve feast, a long time spent filling our bellies as you can imagine … a mere twelve hours later we’re back at the table for a HUGE breakfast blowout before the troops pack their booty and go on their merry (Christmas) way. Now that our dinner leftovers are done, felt like relieving that today, but on a lesser scale … and in a quieter moment. And now, found time to take a pic. 😆

sunny-side up eggs on toasted jalapeno salsa english muffins, pastizzi, potato pancakes w/ketchup


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… ya done good kid … still sayin’ & repeatin’ (capped out too) said aforementioned “WOW” to myself over and over … and OVER again. Greatest Christmas EVER … lots of fun family times, lots (… and lots, lol) of good food … a few silly family pics too, lol … and plenty of presents … but none more heartfelt than WonderBoy’s … think I mentioned this limited edition vinyl Sublime to him a millionmonths ago (can’t believe he remembered) … and then he went doubly LPLuvin’ me with Nirvana … WOW … NEVERMIND!! Yep, done good motherfucker, real good … muchluvson!!




➡ today’s 4:20 … thanks Sublime, lol. 😉

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ooooh, got a good feeling … finally

… ’bout things!! If I had spidey sense, it’d be tingling BIG TIME. And the way I see it, I really can’t go wrong. Worse case scenario; my long week-end turns into an extra LONGGGGGG week-end [read: bonus beer drinkin’ days, LOL]!! With a little luck (… and with fingers crossed) folks … wish me well friends!! 😉