Weekend Warriors

This weekend blew by again far too fast for my liking. I laid in bed for the greater part of Saturday, but at some point I decided to put some pants on and go outside. To the Common. Where there’s alcohol. It was great, except for the part where I had to drive to Calgary the next morning at what felt like the crack of dawn. (But it actually was because I watched the sun rise!)

Here are my insta-highlights from the past couple of days.

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Mixtape Friday (Saturday)

Or erm.. Saturday in this week’s case since I’m late posting. This week isn’t really a mixtape. It’s more of a proclaimation of how much I L O V E The Lumineers. Their self titled album is absolutely wonderful and my favourites include Ho Hey, Stubborn Love and Big Parade. I reserve their album for days like today where there are large flurries flying around confirming that spring is definitely not around the corner. Warm mugs of tea and custard are on the menu, along with a good book and this album on repeat.

images from here and here

 

The Easiest Breakfast Bars You’ll Ever Make

 

I have a confession to make. I’m crazy. If my eyes glaze over and get a little too wide, I suggest you run.I get into these moods sometimes where I turn into a bottle full of crazy sauce and I can’t be stopped. I’ve been told I need Ritalin, but I’m just going to blame it on the full moon instead.

I have this friend who’s been around for about half of my life now. I’m surprised he’s put up with my crazy for this long, because I think he’s one of the only people I unleash all my crazy on. From screaming like a banshee/cackling like a madwoman and jumping on his back, to waking him up with wet willys, he never gets a break. So a few weeks ago when he was distracted, and I thought I was being sneaky, I snuck up on him and grabbed his snack (which happened to be these bars) and started to merrily munch away. Obviously unhappy with me, he yelled, and I ran away snickering. Yeah, his yelling didn’t stop me from doing it a few more times.

A few days later this recipe popped up in my inbox. I guess getting his mother to send me her recipe was a subtle way of him telling me to get off his back (literally, and figuratively).

This recipe is so simple it doesn’t even seem like one, and the best part about it is how the condensed milk settles at the bottom and turns into this super gooey and delicious dulce de leche. These bars make the perfect on the go breakfast, and you’ll eat em so fast that you won’t even remember eating half the pan (oops).

Breakfast Bars

Adapted from Nigella Lawson

Makes 16

1 can Sweetened Condensed Milk (10 oz)

2 1/2 cups Large flake oats

1 cup Unsweetened medium coconut

1 cup Mixed seeds (I used sunflower and pumpkin seeds)

1 cup Nuts (I used peanuts)

1 cup Dried fruit (I used dried cranberries)

Preheat oven to 250˚F. In a microwave safe bowl, heat the condensed milk in the microwave for one minute. Mix all the other ingredients together and then add the milk. Stir until well combined. Pour into a greased and parchment lined 9×13 pan, and even out the mixture with a spatula for a level surface. Pop into the oven, and bake for an hour, or until the edges are slightly golden. Cut the bars into 16 squares, and store in an airtight container.

Mixtape Friday

So this week I spent one day at home. Three cities in one week makes for a lot of travel time: a lot of travel time to rediscover your iPod. The theme of this week is nostalgia: old friends, feeling like a kid again, doing things over a new, and that feeling you get when you rediscover an old song.

It’s the little things, you know?

Quebec Part Duex

Somber rainy days walking down Basse-Ville (or the Lower Town) make for grumpy boys and girls. Wet, cold and tired, we walked the streets wishing for a ray of sunshine. Nope. With no sun it sight, we tried to make the best of it. Yeah. That didn’t work. Meals became quick affairs, conversations fizzled out to comfortable silence; we counted down the minutes until we could be tucked into our beds dreaming for better days.

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