Every time I curiously grab a can of Mascot Pilsner in the LCBO, Kole gently shakes his head and puts it back on the shelf. We haven’t had a much success at that bar, and we’ve kind of given up on it. But I was in the LCBO unsupervised on Sunday, so I decided to

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I won’t let Kole near my wine racks. Every time he tries to pick out a wine for dinner, I shoo him away with the explanation that I’m “saving” that wine for something specific. “Not that wine, it’s too light for our dish.” He’ll shrug and grab a different bottle. “Hmm not that one, the

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I have a bit of a soft spot for Ayr, Ontario. It’s where my grandparents lived for the majority of my life and I have a lot of fond memories of that quiet town. Time moves swiftly though – my grandmother who I remember baking grand feasts for us grand kids isn’t a spring chicken

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