Vagabond Cookbook

The best you ate on vacation? Make it at home tonight.

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Let’s consider some facts about birds

Can we talk? Let’s cut the crap here a minute and say what we’ve all got on our minds – turkey’s a bitch. Everyone’s favourite holiday bird is one whopping pain in the ass. Typically, you buy a frozen turkey and, after days of defrosting, it’s still an iceberg at its centre. Tear open the Butterball wrapping to unleash a septic stream of salmonella water into your vegetable crisper. Stuff it, truss it, roast on high, then low (or is that low, then high) to eventually pull out your dinner several hours later – dry like the Sahara in some parts and a glistening raw pink in others. Yummers! Happy Thanksgiving! “But, it’s tradition! You can’t have the holidays without a whole roast turkey!” Listen, I’m from Newfoundland. My family cooked a gobbler almost every Sunday. I’m well acquainted with the unparalleled warmth of seeing a giant roast bird resting […]

How to navigate your holiday snack attacks with zesty fervour

Hey kids, Holy hand grenades! When did it turn into King Lear outside? Sure, it’s been fine for the past couple of days. But unless you recently moved your entire apartment during a rainstorm, you can drink down a glass of Shut-up Juice. November weather is G to the R-O-S-S. Call me a kitten, but I hate stormy weather. Well, I hate being outside in stormy weather. Inside, it’s a whole different story. From a toasty living room, a late autumn storm becomes the perfect excuse to do what I really want to do all the time – sit in a bay window sipping a latte and petting a cat. With all these window sessions and TV binges that come in with the cold, all that’s missing is a snack. I’m not ordinarily the biggest snacker, but over these past few weeks I’ve taken to munching like John McClane to […]

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Wrath of the black muamba

Chaos reigns, my friends. Things are deep in disorder right now. The last shred of peace and harmony at Casa Devon went right out the window when I packed up my chef’s knife. Old newsprint, bubble wrap, and dingy cardboard boxes — they’ve been a way of life these past few weeks. That’s just the deal with an international move on the horizon. Shit gets cray-cray. Cooking evaporates. If you’ve never ghosted out of town before, allow me to drop some knowledge — you don’t cook while moving. You eat garbage. You can try to run damage control, munching handfuls of raw spinach out of the bag, chugging cans of coconut water like your asshole yoga instructor. But, you don’t. At least I don’t. During the Time of Balance, I tend to cook with an eye toward nutrition and seasonality. Right now, I’m one step away from eating mayonnaise straight […]


Adorable raccoons and the joys of pickling

It always starts out right. You buy a ribeye from your butcher. You follow the Yummly recipe to a T. You stuff a potato in the oven and pour another mojito. Like the Evil Plotting Raccoon, you think everything is OK. AND IT IS! You’re just cooking dinner, not negotiating a hostage handover. Still, it’s a downer when your hard work in the kitchen tastes blah. What can you do? There are only a few things you can do to make your shitty food taste better. Add salt. Add acid (that means lemon juice or vinegar, not the Jimi Hendrix kind). Or, add a condiment full of salt and acid that turns the whole thing up to 11.* That’s right, I’m talking pickles. At the risk of sounding like a hipster stereotype, pickles are rad. They keep food fresh. They last damn near forever. And, they make otherwise whatever food […]