The Assistant

Every good mechanic needs an assistant.

Carolyn's Eateries

My good friend Carolyn moved to Ottawa back in May. She misses Victoria dearly, especially her favourite restaraunts. So I've put together a tour of her top downtown diners, dives, posh joints and greasy spoons...

Asian decor at...

... Azuma Sushi!

Ah, good old 536 Yates. Now what could be there?

Just a little place called Ferris' Grill!

Wandering over a few streets, I snapped this mouth-watering menu.

Of course, you haven't really lived if you've never had a Bicycle Thief.

A wonderful waterfront view can only mean one thing...

... time for breakkie at Milestones!

I think I see a sign in the background. Where could this be?

Oh. The Old Spaghetti Factory. Now who would ever want to eat there?

All this walking is making me tired...

... I think it's time for some Cinnamon and Pumpkin cookies!!

I spy on people while they eat....

... but that's only because Pho Hoa had their door open.

Roses are red,

watch out for a revenous snout,

and a fox pushing breakfast?

And where might this be?

Pish posh, how fancy dancy!

None other than Moxie's

Alright, now I'm famished! Now where will I eat...

A rainy day in the garden

These grapes are still quite sour :( but who knows, they still might sweeten up!

One of our lovely eight-foot tall sunflowers.

Wednesday night lights

We took a little night ride down to the harbour with the camera and tripod last week. Those ten second exposures really gave us some cool shots!

Gone fishin'!

Meet Alan. He's a robust chinook salmon. Well, he used to be a robust chinook salmon. He possibly even swam around in beautiful waters like this. But he decided instead to bite my hook and become my very first fish.

He fought long and hard as I reeled him in. I don't reel fish in quietly, so there was a lot of "Oh my god!!" and "He's going to get away!!" Cam managed to snag him in the net and bring him onboard our little boat where he flopped vigorously around on the floor before I bravely took the "fish bopper" and gave him a bit of a wack... all the while I wailed "I'm sorry! I'm SORRY!!" at the top of my lungs. The five or six other fishermen in our vicinity were just silently staring at us from their boats and probably wondering what all the commotion was about.

Back on land Cam cleaned the fish very nicely and we had a couple salmon steaks for dinner that night. The rest we hickory smoked in the backyard, which filled the neighbourhood with a lovely pungent odor.

Kinder Surprise with dirt

I dug up my potatoes last night, and it really was like Kinder Surprise with dirt... there must have been about thirty potatoes of all sizes. From itsy bitsy "potato poppers" to three goliath-sized fellas. I felt like a gold miner!

Mmmmmmmm... mashed potatoes, baked potatoes, fried potatoes.... these guys will be my victims.

Chillin in the Klondike

This is just a quick post of photos from my trip up north to visit the family!

On the beach at Teslin.

Good old Lightning and a tasty bone.

Bathtime for a smelly fellow!

The Whitehorse dam

Artistic fish at the fishladder by the dam.

Marian at her cabin outside Teslin.

Inside the cozy cabin.

Tlinget and southeast Alaskan First Nations celebration.

Traditional canoe that was paddled ashore.

Family portrait in the trees! Courtesy of Kylie.

I think Dad's on the left...