Ocean

I had a phone call from someone who wanted to do stuff tonight. Wanna play pool at the Union? I’m not good at it, I am tired from the demand...

It’s an excuse: I often make granitas and call them palate cleansers but really I just like the way they taste. Like the shaved ice that the...

All these people to feed tonight and what do I do? I spend the morning in conversation, then I search for candles and then I take the time t...

A friend asked me this today: Why do you like to cook? It’s not a difficult question, but I was stumped. So he persisted: is it the smells a...

I have no moral fiber. But come on, consider this: you are a lowly person who can never break into the inner circle of men who inhabit firs...

If I drive, you can look at the world out there. I’ll stop if you want to take photos. Generous words. Ed drives, I look. We take the side...

I wake up, look out the window of the once-warehouse hotel. I seem to only inhabit century-old warehouses these days. Looks cold outsid...

Walk the city streets briskly, pick up foods at the epicerie , follow the side streets home. Near the old town, take out your blades (...

Just north of the city, the Montmorency river shoots down a cliff, creating falls that are taller than those at Niagra. In the winter, the...

A high of -2? Fahrenheit? With a wind chill that refuses to type itself here because it is so daunting? Interesting. You read about how th...

Remember whiteout? How useful it was before it caked around the edge of the bottle and left clumps on your page, like snow mounds on a smoot...

Never say to me “we should go to Quebec someday.” The word someday does not exist in my vocabulary. I have no patience for it. A friend (I’l...

I don't really know you, a friend said today . Oh, everyone can read me – I have a hard time hiding my pleasure and displeasure with th...